The small head, covered with sunny curls, nodded, and his eyes twinkled
as he proudly prattled: "I'll stan' up front and I'll spell c-a-t, and
ever'thin', won't I, Dixie?"
as he proudly prattled: "I'll stan' up front and I'll spell c-a-t, and
ever'thin', won't I, Dixie?"
تبصرہ
Расширенный режим Обычный режим