“Now,” continued Richard, "in the Castle the little Prince lay tucked away in a big bed. He had been fast asleep until the music awoke him. and then he became fascinated, for the magic tune was filling him with a desire to get up and dance to its strains.” "What was the tune,” asked Gwen. "Was it the 'Lambeth Walk?’ That always makes me dance.” "Don't be absurd.” said Richard. "This was years before that was written. Anyway,” continued Richard. "soon the little Prince jumped out of bed."
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 31 December 1938, Page 13
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88“Now,” continued Richard, "in the Castle the little Prince lay tucked away in a big bed. He had been fast asleep until the music awoke him. and then he became fascinated, for the magic tune was filling him with a desire to get up and dance to its strains.” "What was the tune,” asked Gwen. "Was it the 'Lambeth Walk?’ That always makes me dance.” "Don't be absurd.” said Richard. "This was years before that was written. Anyway,” continued Richard. "soon the little Prince jumped out of bed." Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 31 December 1938, Page 13
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