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"Gone over to Brance Hall, sir." And the morning proved her prophecy, for at the first inquiry came the joyful news that the crisis was past and Geraldine already improving. "I know what you mean, now, Miss Pat," she declared loftily. "I've read it in Stevenson's verses, about 'those who … sow gladness in the peopled lands,' Isn't that it, Bruce? I didn't quite understand the way Patricia put it, but I think it's perfectly lovely, really I do.".
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