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CHAPTER IX THE DAM,"What a pack of mail," said Judith.,"You, madam, are not to be so easily upset," exclaimed the Admiral, looking with undissembled admiration at the beautiful, glowing girl seated opposite, never more fascinating than in the dress in which she had apparelled herself this morning. Her large hat sat lightly on one side her head, and the fringes of her rich and abundant hair were like little pencilled shadowings upon her fair brow, save that now and again the passage of the carriage made these fairy tresses tremble. "My son passed a delightful evening at your father's.",In due course the wonderful gown arrives, and is made welcome at the farm, where Geoffrey too puts in an appearance about two hours later.,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,"Teacher," he said. "She's gotta be told about this. You know how she always hoped——",Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm.,"And the child,—Miss Mona?" asks Geoffrey.,"All that is morbid," says Mona: "you should try to conquer it. It is not healthy.",“Well, I’ll be blowed, gosh! Mar’d larf to hear you tarlk. You’ll darn my socks, two bits or no two bits, ef Mar says.”,"Does he really?" asks Mona, with eyes wide open. "I am sure if I ever meet your brother Nick I shall be dreadfully afraid of him.",“Rich people have trouble everywhere,” said Miss Melling curtly. “Sit still or you’ll fall out of the carriage.”.