Book2:KigdomIteDreams

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    “Vio!Vio!Iamhere.”SheturnedaroundandsawitwasMr.Finger.Vioimmediatelygedbacktinalformawoofthemwalkedhandinhandtowardsthedipidatedhutughingandchattingmerrily.Assoonassheehehut,hereyesalightedonaspathemiddleoftheroomwhichhadbee.Onitcedalotoffurniture,table,chairs,bed,dresseretc.allmadetoMr.Finger’ssize.Infact,theyincludedeverythingnecessaryfordailylife.TheseweremadebythecleverandhandyLotusiheofthesailbo