The grass was wet and the earth smelled of springtime.
- P1
Control myself? yelled Fern. "This is a matter of life and death, and you talk aboutcontrolling myself - P2
The pig couldn`t help being born small, could it? If I had been very small at birth, would you have killed me? - P3
He`s yours," said Mr. Arable. "Saved from an untimely death. And may the good Lord forgive me form this foolishness, - P4
Everyday day was a happy day, and every night was peaceful. - P9
I`m less than tow months old and I`m tired of living, " he said - P16
When I`m out here," he said, "there`s no placeto go but in. When I`m indoors, there`s no place to go but out in the yard. - P16
Now the trouble starts," thought Wilbur. - P18
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