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Suddenly Lola was sitting in deep water, soaking wet. Sally the dog was licking her face. She was still wearing her mother's silk scarf. It was torn and dirty. Lola could hear her mother calling her. She came out and saw what had happened to her best silk scarf. Her mother was very annoyed. "You are going to bed right away!" she scolded. The moon had risen and was smiling down at Lola. "Sleep tight," he said. |