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with which

she

accomplished

the

task.berangère

clasped

her hands

in

admiration.

'godmother

fleur-de-lys，'she

cried，'come

and see

what the

goat has

done！'

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fleur-de-lys

ran to

look，and

recoiled

at the

sight.the

letters

disposed

upon the

floor

formed the

word，

p-h-o-e-b-u-s.

'the goat

put that

word

together？'she

asked

excitedly.

'yes，godmother，'answered

berangère.it

was

impossible

to doubt

it；the

child

could not

spell. 'so

this is

the

secret，'thought

fleur-de-lys.

by this