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"But what—" began Patricia again. "Poof! You needn't care," said Patricia, breezily. "If Bruce Haydon says you can draw, you shouldn't mind a lot of sloppy students. Wait till you've been here a month—you'll be rearing your crest as high as any." Judith's dramatic sense asserted itself, and she frowned at Patricia's frivolous interruption of the portentous silence..
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