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"Well, you needn't," expostulated Judith sagely. "You got it, didn't you?" "I know, I know--the devil-stick perfume." Before his departure he had left a message for David, who had not made his appearance at breakfast, requesting the young man to be in the library at noon..
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I spent three days at the great Klein establishment, only going to the hotel to sleep, and most of the time I forgot to eat. Madame Rene must have been Madame Courtier's twin sister in youth, and Madame Telliers in the hat department was the triplet to them both. When women have genius it breaks out all over them like measles, and they never recover from it; those women had the confluent kind. But I know that Madame Rene really approved of me, for when I blushed and asked her if she could recommend a good beauty doctor she held up her hands and shuddered. Patricia stamped her foot in vexation. "What do you mean?" she cried. "You're the most exasperating——" "H'm! This is all building on sand," said Jen, doubtfully. "Even to drug him, these men must have entered by the window." No, the town didn't mean anything but kindness by marrying me to Mr. Carter, and they didn't consider him in the matter at all, poor man! Of that I feel sure. Hillsboro is like that. It settled itself here in this north country a few hundreds of years ago, and has been hatching and clucking over its own small affairs ever since. All the houses stand back from the street with their wings spread out over their gardens, and mothers here go on hovering even to the third and fourth generation. Lots of times young, long-legged boys scramble out of the nests and go off and decide to grow up where their crow will be heard by the world. Alfred was one of them..
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