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"As if I'd publish it on the housetops!" she cried in infinite disdain. "It's plain you aren't much up in detective stories.",“You want to help the Big Boss?”,"Jack Foster and Terry O'Brien write to me very often," goes on Mona, unconsciously. "And indeed they all do occasionally, at Christmas, you know, and Easter and Midsummer, just to ask me how I am, and to tell me how they have got through their exams. But it is Jack and Terry, for the most part, who send me the music.",There were once a King and Queen, who were very unhappy at not having any children, more unhappy than words can tell. Vows, pilgrimages, everything was tried, but nothing was of any avail; at length, however, a little daughter was born to them.,"Shouldn't think she'd be strong enough for housework," said Patricia, puckering her brow. "Mrs. Hand wants a 'lady houseworker,' but I don't believe she'd have an ex-model. She's so awfully particular, you know.",“In his office.”,"It is very strange," says Mona, with a dissatisfied sigh, "but I'll tell you all about it by and by.","Why no, Mr. Maurice, I can't say as I did.",Of life, or living creature,,"Go outside," he whispered. "Please do; I kin stand anythin', but I don't want you to see it.","I am afraid it is too late for me to take your advice, doctor," he said, merrily. "I am in love.","No, I haven't," says Mona, indignantly..