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🎮 Fleda looked this inquiry in the face only long enough to recognize that, in her embarrassment, she must take instant refuge in a superior one. "I can answer that better if I know how kind to her you've been. Have you been kind to her?" she asked as simply as she could. "Is that what you came to ask me?" Fleda demanded.!

🏆 Fleda had had no one in particular in mind; she had never believed in the myrmidons; but the tone in which Mrs. Gereth spoke added to her suspense. "What did you do to them?" Fleda looked very grave, weighing the whole matter. "I dare say that when she started, when she arrived, she didn't mean to 'come down.'"!

🔥 Download pgcps "She can't have gone back," Fleda declared. "Mona would have written on the spot." "I think that before I answer you I had better know what you're talking about," Fleda said.!🔥