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"I don't know anything about it, Etwald; but truth to tell, Maurice does not like you!" "And I stay in and slip the figures on the stands! How nice! It's awfully good of you." She broke off with a sudden clouding of her gayety. "But perhaps you don't really want them to see your figure? I couldn't have you——" "Oh, did he though?" cried Patricia, kindling. "How clever of him to see. I thought no one dreamed!".
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