Richard was not going to be told that he didn’t know where he was without saying something. “Oh, don’t we!” he cried, “we’re in the woods, and we’ve been listening to your funny noises,” ; “What?” yelled the little man, “funny noises! I’ll have you know I’m the music master of the woods. I train all the birds and the beasts, and I see that they all sing the right songs." “I don’t believe you,” said Richard, who was very much annoyed.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 29 June 1935, Page 11
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81Richard was not going to be told that he didn’t know where he was without saying something. “Oh, don’t we!” he cried, “we’re in the woods, and we’ve been listening to your funny noises,” ; “What?” yelled the little man, “funny noises! I’ll have you know I’m the music master of the woods. I train all the birds and the beasts, and I see that they all sing the right songs." “I don’t believe you,” said Richard, who was very much annoyed. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 29 June 1935, Page 11
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