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Elinor blushed and shook her head. "Isn't it queer how wobbly one feels?" commented Judith uneasily. "We've been crazy for the time to come, and now we feel like running away. I know I'll simply drop when Mr. Benton makes his speech." "No; but she supplied the means to the man who did.".
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