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"You duck!" she cried, and, although Judith gasped and paled at the audacious epithet, Miss Jinny merely chuckled and patted her tenderly and then passed her on to the smiling, pink-cheeked little old lady in the rocker. "I shall explain when Dido stops her howling," said Jen, quite undisturbed. "And who stole the devil-stick?" asked Etwald, coolly. "If I forget not, major, you asked me the other day if I did.".
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