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"So it is a performance, after all?" said David, carelessly. "What do you mean by that jargon?" he demanded, in angry tones. Miss Jinny gave her a pat and a kiss. "I guess I feel quite as much that way as you do, Miss Pat," she said with unusual softness. "I hadn't the wildest notion of bringing Mary Miller here. I'm going to take her to Rockham with me.".
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