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| | 5, A Wonder-Book, by Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1852 |
 | | Baucis had now got supper ready, and, coming to the door, began to make apologies for the poor fare which she was forced to set before her guests. |
 | | Baucis cut him a slice, accordingly; and though the loaf, when she and her husband ate of it, had been rather too dry and crusty to be palatable, it was now as light and moist as if but a few hours out of the oven. |
 | | Baucis (who rubbed her eyes, in order to see the more clearly) was of opinion that the clusters had grown larger and richer, and that each separate grape seemed to be on the point of bursting with ripe juice. |
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