The girl was huffing and puffing by the time she climbed up the slope, down the splendid curved staircase and up again another to reach the other side of the garden. She saw Prince leaning against the bowling-shaped balustrade. She run fast to give him a big, big bear hug from behind, even the girl was not as big in size as the Green Beast. She could not wait to tell him her latest findings about symmetry.
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