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Owen Ford came to the little house one August evening when Leslie and Anne were absorbed in worshipping the baby. He paused at the open door of the living room, unseen by the two within, gazing with greedy eyes at the beautiful picture. Leslie sat on the floor with the baby in her lap, making ecstatic dabs at his fat little hands as he fluttered them in the air. "Oh, you dear, beautiful, beloved baby," she mumbled, catching one wee hand and covering it with kisses. "Isn't him ze darlingest itty sing," crooned Anne, hanging over the arm of her chair adoringly. "Dem itty wee pads are ze very tweetest handies in ze whole big world, isn't dey, you darling itty man.
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L.M. Montgomery (Anne Shirley Complete 8-Book Series (Anne of Green Gables, #1-8))