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प्रश्न
Mark the right item.
The neighbour left Taro’s hut in a hurry because ______
विकल्प
she was delighted with the drink
she was astonished to hear Taro’s story
she wanted to tell the whole village about the waterfall
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उत्तर
The neighbour left Taro’s hut in a hurry because she wanted to tell the whole village about the waterfall
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