Robert Gordon Anderson

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Robert Gordon Anderson Half-Past Seven Stories

And Marmaduke thought it quite wonderful to see the very tea plants which his mother and Mrs. Fizzletree would drink up some day, on the other side of the world, twelve thousand miles away. But there was something else to think about. Trouble seemed to be in the wind. For a little way ahead of them, up the zigzaging white road, they saw an odd-looking group of men. They had swords curved like sickles, hats like great saucers turned upside down, and fierce eyes, and drooping mustaches.
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Robert Gordon Anderson Half-Past Seven Stories

All the people working in the tea-fields hid under the bushes when they saw those men. Only the tea-bushes didn't help them much, for they were so frightened that their little pigtails rose straight up in the air like new shoots growing out of the bushes. There were thousands of those pigtails sticking up straight in the air all over the fields. As for the three little friends, Ping Pong, Sing Song, and Ah See, they trembled like leaves in the wind, then threw themselves flat on their bellies in the dusty road.
"Who are those fellows?" asked Marmaduke, beginning to be frightened.
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Robert Gordon Anderson Half-Past Seven Stories

And sure enough, as Marmaduke looked over to the East, the edge of the sky was turning to gold.
"You'll have to say goodbye now," the Star Lady told him, not sadly but gently, "to all the stars and to me. But before you go, listen, and you'll hear them all singing together. They always do, in the morning before the Sun comes. There, can you hear it?"
He listened, oh, so hard, but all he could hear was music like sleigh bells that were very far away.
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