Dorothy sat up in bed and looked about her. For a moment she did not realize where she was nor how she came to be in such a strange and charming room. Then from somewhere in the distance sounded a merry, musical voice, singing: «Old Noah of old he built an ark – One more river to cross! He built it out of hickory bark – One more riv – – »
Advertisement
Advertisement
Lendle stats
- 0 Lendlers own it
- 0 Copies available
- 0 Lends requested
- 0 Lends fulfilled
- 0 Lends outstanding
- 0 Spots in line booked