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Then
Gretchen the woodgatherer
came to Hans' shop and showed
him a shabby old pair of shoes. "Will
you fix these?" she
asked. "They're
my Christmas present to my
granddaughter Elsa. Her little
feet get so cold. I can pay
you with this fine bundle
of twigs." |
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