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"He isn't any older than she is," Elinor replied indignantly. "He's gray and pale from his illness. He was asking Miss Jinny about the air at Rockham, and she praised it so that he was much impressed. We may have him for a neighbor next summer." Elinor looked at them with a little quick sigh of excited envy. CHAPTER XIV. LADY MEG..
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