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"I'll never again say that the literary instinct is a burden and a reproach, Ju," said Patricia, with her eyes dancing and her head high. "Your thirst for 'plots' has proved too serviceable for me ever to point the finger of scorn in its direction." CHAPTER XV AFTERNOON TEA "Well," said Jen, after a pause, "that is not improbable. But the perfume?".
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