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Clarence and Harry, much wrapped in white about the head, but with bare little white arms and bare little brown legs, came in solemnly and placed some red lanterns on the table. Bess posed in a chair decorated for the occasion, arranged her draperies, pulled nearer the “incense lamp,” which was her father’s Turkish cigar lighter, laid out her cards, and bent over them in grave silence. But another and unexpected crash followed, and a shower of burning oil shot up and caught May Nell’s flimsy paper frock. Wait till the clouds roll by,.
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