"But how do you know it isn't David's?" persisted Judith, as she gathered up her letters. "We never asked David when his birthday came, did we?",
Then suddenly he stretched out his little arms to me, and the dimples winked at me from all over his darling face.,
"I love Maurice. I intend to marry him," she repeated, and an obstinate expression came over her face..
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