When told to do so, Marie inserted a nut and-Crack! Crack!-he chewed up the nut, so that the shell dropped away, and the sweet kernel itself ended up in Marie’s hand. And he should belong to Luise as much as he belongs to you and to Fritz.” The father then removed him cautiously from the table and, raising the wooden cape aloft, the manikin opened his mouth wide, wide, and showed two rows of very sharp, very tiny white teeth. He should crack the hard nuts for us nicely. “He, dear child, should work hard for all of us. “Ah! Dear Father! Who owns that darling little man over on the tree there?” “He,” the father answered.
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