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"Oh, let me stay," urged Patricia. "You can read out loud, and I'll slip in bed here to keep warm. What part are you reading now?" That was an awful shock, and I hope I didn't show it as I murmured "Perfectly, thank you." Patricia looked at her with laughing eyes that gradually grew sober..
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