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She turned to receive the congratulations that crowded on her, and Patricia, with a gay little ripple of amusement, watched the slender childish figure straighten to its utmost height and assume an air of grave affability as Judith responded to her ovation. "Oh, that's so," acquiesced Patricia. "I suppose you do have to be there for that private view of the panels." "No. He picked it up in the bedroom.".
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