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"Had we better get the kiddie some thinner night-rigging?" he hastened to ask as I was just about to explode. He knows the signs. "Well, Arkel," said Jen, after the first greetings were over, "have you any clew?" And as I sat and thought how near he and I had been to each other in all our troubles, I excused myself for running to him with that letter, and I acknowledged to myself that I had no right to get vexed when he teased me, for he had been kind and interested about helping me get thin by the time Alfred came back to see me. I couldn't tell which I was blushing all to myself about, the "perfect flower" he had called me, or the "lovely lily" Alfred had reminded me in his letter that I had been when he left me..
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