Chapter 47
In one corner of the mansion there grew a thistle with bright and beautiful flowers, but no one paid any attention to it.One day, many guests came to the mansion.Each guest picked a rose and put it in the young master's pocket to express his admiration for the young master.When all the roses were gone, a noble lady from Scotland found a thistle-bush with beautiful flowers, and plucked one and put it in the young master's pocket.Immediately the thistle felt this honour, and it was so happy that it said to each bud: Because of a thistle, Miss Scotch and the young master fell in love.We will be transplanted into exquisite flower pots, this is our pride! "But the days passed, and they were not moved to the pots. The autumn passed, and no one noticed them.

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