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I marched him home, and straight to my workbasket.

The workbasket was sitting on the floor inside the door and Western reached and got the other divelight and pulled himself into the plane.

“I have a letter somewhere,” looking in the machine drawer and finding the letter in the bottom of the workbasket.

By this time my little joke was over, and I was almost ashamed; so I took the typewritten copy from my workbasket and handed it to him.

Helen the beautiful came down from her fragrant chamber attended by her women, one carrying her chair, another a soft carpet for her feet, and a third her silver workbasket filled with violet wool.