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"Yes he will; we are engaged." Major Jen's calls for least. His face was round and red, with a terrific blonde mustache fiercely curled. He had merry blue eyes, sparse hair, more than touched with gray, and an expression of good-humor which was the index to his character. Man, woman and child trusted Jen on the spot, nor was it ever said that such trust was misplaced. Even the most censorious could find no fault with the frank and kindly major, and he had more friends and more pensioners and fewer enemies than any man in the shire. Can any further explanation be required of so simple and easily understood a character? "Why did she not come in?" asked Jen, coldly, for he did not feel very amiably disposed toward the widow..
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"Well, of all things!" exclaimed Patricia indignantly. "We're locked out!" "I've got to pack tonight, young lady," Bruce reminded her. "I'm not so fortunate as to be coming to Greycroft, you'll remember. It takes longer to get to Chicago than to Rockham." He held up his finger. "Are you going to promulgate that doctrine at the Suffrage League?" he asked, beginning to turn the knob..
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