Summer Magic
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:18:03
You have the soil! The soil!
:18:06
- What's soil?
- Mud.

:19:08
We're here! We're home!
:19:11
Oh, Gilly, come on!
:19:16
The piano's here!
:19:28
Mother! A quaint old pump!
:19:42
You folks the Careys?
I heard you way up in the attic.

:19:45
Yes.
:19:47
You mean to tell me
that you're the Careys?

:19:52
- You must be Ossian Popham.
- Yes.

:19:56
- At your service, ma'am.
- First dibs for bedrooms, Gilly!


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