id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
20984	May, Sophie	Prudy Keeping House			.txt	text/plain	26967	1904	92	Seeing her betters disagree, little Fly had taken her turn at pouting. She saw no harm in letting Fly hop about the pavement on one foot sucking oranges, till she herself felt chilled by the keen wind; then she drew the little girl into the house, and shut the door against the snow-storm, saying,-- Why, how happened you out here, little Miss Fly? She sawed me the whole time; she ought to sended me in, thought Fly, dancing up and down to shake off the snow.	cache/20984.txt	txt/20984.txt
