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Mrs. Williams’ hobby was (11) . She loved flowers very much and had a small but beautiful garden. In summer, her (12) were always the best in her street. One summer afternoon her bell rang and she’ went to the front door. She saw a small boy outside. He was about seven years old and was holding a big (13) of beautiful roses in his hand.
"I’m (14) roses," he said. "Do you want any They are quite cheap. Five pences for a big bunch. They are fresh. I picked them this afternoon."
"My boy," Mrs. Williams answered, "I pick roses whenever I want, and don’t (15) anything for them because I have lots in my garden."
"Oh, no, you haven’t," said the small boy. "There aren’t any roses in your garden--because they are here in my hand!\