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"Yes, I know," said Judith, expectantly, but Miss Jinny had whisked to her feet and whirled about towards the door. The dancing was beginning as Patricia made her way slowly across the great room to the laughing group where she had seen Doris Leighton but a moment ago, and before she was halfway across Doris and a tall Turk swung past her in the whirl of the newest dance, followed by Elinor and Aladdin, and then by Griffin and the young king of the Black Isles. Patricia stood still in sudden swift contrition. Elinor slipped Judith's nervous hand into her muff within her own..
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She and Aunt Bettie had just come up the street from Aunt Bettie's house, and the Pollard cook was following them with a large basket, in which were packed things Aunt Bettie was contributing towards the entertainment of the distinguished citizen. Mr. Johnson is Alfred's nearest kinsman in Hillsboro, and, of course, he is to be their guest while he is in town. "H'm! You are pleased to be mysterious. Why not tell me your business?" "I can't tell you." "Maurice! Yes, I am thinking about him; and you know why.".
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