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All the men who write me letters seem to get themselves wound up into a sky rocket and then let themselves explode in the last paragraph, and it always upsets my nerves. I was just about to begin to cry again over the last words of the judge, when the only bright spot in the day so far suddenly happened. Pet Buford ran in with the pinkest cheeks and the brightest eyes I had seen since I looked in the mirror the night of the dance. She was in an awful hurry. "Under the bed! Are you sure?" said Jen, greatly startled by this information. Patricia gasped. "My word!" she cried. "They don't postpone things much around here, do they? What is the fee?".
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"I came down here to escape Dido," explained Isabella, slipping her hand within his. "You don't like her to be with us." Her mistress rose to her feet and approached the major. "Him great man!" said Dido, solemnly. "Him berry--berry great!" Patricia drummed on the railing. "She was well enough," she admitted grudgingly. "But after I had modeled those figures and tried to get something appropriate for each one—and it was hard to get the candy into the inside of them, too, without spoiling it—they go and accept them as though they were a cup of afternoon tea. I thought they'd show more spirit. Don't talk to me about artists being gay and Bohemian after this.".
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