There, inside, looking up at her, was the newborn pig. It was a white one. The morning light shone through its ears, turning them pink. "Hes yours," said Mr. Arable. "Saved from an untimely death. And may the good Lord forgive me for this foolishness. " Fern couldnt take her eyes off the tiny pig. "Oh," she whispered. "Oh, look at him! Hes absolutely perfect.
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