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"You can't go in the dark," said Pigling Bland.
Pig-wig looked anxious.
"Do you know your way by daylight?"
"I know we can see this little white house from the hills across the river. Which way are you going, Mr. Pig?"
"To market—I have two pig papers. I might take you to the bridge; if you have no objection," said Pigling much confused, and sitting on the edge of his coppy stool. Pig-wig's gratitude was such, and she asked so many questions, that it became embarrassing to Pigling Bland.
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