"Who--who--told you?" stammered the young man, as pale as death.,
"I do, however," muttered Jen, divining that Dido had taken the usual route back to "The Wigwam.",
It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought..
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