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"Maurice! Maurice!" interrupted the girl, wildly. "Take me to the dead chamber." "She hasn't been studying long, has she?" asked Miriam, with her eyes intent on the long blue curtain that screened the decoration from sight. Patricia hesitated. "But perhaps you'd rather have an easier costume,—Aladdin's mother, or——".
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