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"By Dido, no doubt." "Bless your heart, Infant, you're a martyr to our long tongues!" cried Patricia, jumping up and putting out the light. "Go to sleep now. We won't chirp a single note. Good-night, and happy dreams!" "Pacing the veranda?" echoed Jen, thoughtfully. "Was she fully dressed?".
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