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"She's just as happy as a lark," said Miss Jinny to the others. "I was so scared for fear she'd hate town life, but, lands alive, she takes to it like a duck to water. I shouldn't wonder if it did her a lot of good. She's been uncommonly quiet recently, and I believe she's been missing you girls." He paused a moment till the silence was perfect and then he said, with a pretense of reading a notice from a sheet of paper: THE SECOND LETTER OF DR. ETWALD..
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