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When Elinor and Patricia were alone, Patricia opened the subject that had been occupying her thought for the last few minutes.,Jeremias wagged his head. “I tell you, there’s something to a boy that has the head to plan like that.”,"Yes, isn't it?" says Dorothy, quite in good faith; "though I don't know after all why it should be; we could see for ourselves; we knew all about it long ago!",She shook her head. "The work is not hard and I love it," she answered. "After the lights are lit I have nothing to do. Daddy's asthma will not let him sleep, so he sits in his big chair all night and keeps his eye on the light while I sleep. Then when the sun sucks up the mists from bay and lake he is able to get his sleep. So, you see," smiling bravely, "we get along splendidly.","Indeed you did no such thing," retorted Etwald, coolly. "My story is quite different to that of Dido.",“Any one else?”,The currants in Aunt Grenertsen’s garden were nothing to speak of, either. Awfully sour, small pinheads! The raspberries were small, too, but at any rate, they were sweet.,"Have you secured a berth, Miss?" asked the Admiral, with a hearty, jolly smile.,Patricia hesitated. "But perhaps you'd rather have an easier costume,—Aladdin's mother, or——","What else did they say, Nolly?" asks Dorothy, in a wheedling tone.,"Is she? It is too late for her to be out," returns Geoffrey, thinking of the chill evening air.,Of Beauties but small would be found.