It was near a great big patch of sweet clover . It seemed to Johnny Chuck that it was the best place on all the Green Meadows . He whispered as much to Polly Chuck . She turned up her nose . `` It 's too low ! '' said she . `` Oh ! '' replied Johnny , and looked puzzled , for really it was one of the highest places on the Green Meadows . `` Yes , '' said Polly , in a brisk , decided way , `` it 's altogether too low . Probably it is wet . '' `` Oh ! '' said Johnny once more . Of course he knew that it was n't wet , but if Polly did n't want to live there , he would n't say a word . Of course not . `` Now there 's a place right over there , '' continued Polly . `` I think we 'll build our house right there . '' Johnny opened his mouth to say something , but he closed it again without speaking and meekly trotted after Polly Chuck to the place she had picked out . It was in a little hollow . Johnny knew before he began to dig that the ground was damp , almost wet . But if Polly wanted to live there she should , and Johnny began to dig .
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