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"I have! How dare you say such a thing? Lady Meg knew that I was in love with Isabella." The very worst page in this red book is the fifth. It says— "The great master," repeated Jen; "you mean Dr. Etwald?".
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"Yes," he replied, with point and some dryness. "It gives me a clew in a direction for which I should not have looked for it. Thank you, Miss Dallas, and you, Dido. I shall now say good-day." "This is what I call luck," she said, genially. "I'm going to steer you two peaches right into the thick of the tumult, and if you don't have the time of your sad young lives, my name's not—well, here, you'd better pronounce it for me," and she handed out a card on which was printed in clear black letters, "Etwald!" repeated Lady Meg, thoughtfully. "Is he not the doctor of whom you have made so great a friend?" "Patricia!" gasped Judith, shocked out of her dreamy calm. "You oughtn't to say things like that. It's—it's not religious!".
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