` You 've been lying in bed , dreaming foolish fancies , mother , and then in your sleep you walked into the water . ' ` But there is the fiddle , ' said Maie . ' A fine fiddle ! It is only an old stick . No , no , old woman , another time we will be more careful . Good luck never attends fishing on a Sunday . ' From Z. Topelius . The Raspberry Worm ` Phew ! ' cried Lisa . ` Ugh ! ' cried Aina . ` What now ? ' cried the big sister . ' A worm ! ' cried Lisa . ` On the raspberry ! ' cried Aina . ` Kill it ! ' cried Otto . ` What a fuss over a poor little worm ! '
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