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It was autumn. A thin white 1 rose over the valley. Peter, 11 years old, did not see it. He did not feel the cool wind 2 his face, for his thoughts 3 on a red and black blanket on the table, which was a 4 from his father to his grandfather. They said that Grandpa was 5 .
Peter had 6 believed Father would send Grandpa away. Now, there was the thing Father had bought 7 very morning. This was the last 8 he and Grandpa would have with each other. After washing the supper dishes, the old man took up the blanket,“What a 9 double blanket! I’ll not feel cold with it,”said the old man, 10 it over his knees.
“Oh, yes!”Peter said and tried to 11 back the tears in his eyes.
Just then in came two people, Father and the girl he was to 12 . The girl went up to Grandpa and said pettily,“I’ll not be 13 you in the morning, so I came over to say good-bye.”
“It’s nice of you,”said Grandpa.“Will you look at this? Isn’t it a fine blanket my son has 14 me to go away with?”
“Yes, really,”she said. She felt it and said 15 .“A double one! It must have 16 much. He doesn’t need a double one.”
“She is 17 , Father,”the boy said.“Here, Father,”He held out a pair of scisors(剪刀).“Cut the blanket into 18 . A single one is enough for an old man. We’ll 19 the other half.”
“What do you 20 by that?”asked Father.
“I’ll give it to you when you are old and I’m sending you away,”said the boy slowly.
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