Ten minutes later a passing taxi was hailed by a shivering gentleman carrying an iron pot full of pennies and nickels and an occasional quarter in one hand, and a turkey-red coat, trimmed with white cotton cloth, thrown over his arm.
Spring always seems to begin on the morning that the Imp, in a bright pink nightgown, comes rushing into my room without knocking, and throws himself on my bed, with a sprig of almond blossom in his hand.
Elisa, 7 yasinda kucuk bir kizdir ve gercegi aramak icin bir gun evden ciktiginda, ormanda kaybolur ve takip ettigi siyah bir tavsan, onu cok eski bir su sarnicina goturur.
