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"Dat so; but I not see dat debble-stick." "Rubbish, my boy. It has been hanging on the wall for years, and has never hurt anyone yet!" "I know she's going to be a treat," she declared. "I hope she keeps whole for a while at least, until I get better acquainted.".
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"Yes," said Jen to himself that night, as he retired to bed, "to-day I have learned sufficient to implicate Etwald; to-morrow I shall be able to convict him. Dido must confess or go to prison." "My word, she wasn't shy, was she?" interpolated Patricia, much diverted. Doris shrank back with a low, horrified cry. "Well, be that as it may, they are the blessed members of the women tribe," she answered, looking at me sharply. "Now I have often told Mr. Johnson——" but here we were interrupted in what might have been the rehearsal of a glorious scrap by the appearance of Aunt Bettie Pollard, and with her came a long, tall, lovely vision of a woman in the most wonderful close clingy dress and hat that you wanted to eat the minute you saw it. I hated her instantly with the most intense adoration that made me want to lie down at her feet, and also made me feel as though I had gained all the more than twenty pounds that I have slaved off me and doubled them on again. I would have liked to lead her that minute into Dr. John's office and just to have looked at him and said one word—"Scarlet-runner!" Aunt Betty introduced her as Miss Clinton from London..
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