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"Three pounds of candy for the modeling and composition class, four for the head and illustration class, and five for the life," was the prompt response. "I'm always making mountains out of mole-hills, and having you level them for me, Norn," she said, taking a glass of sherbet from the flower-wreathed tray of the charming slave. "I wish I wasn't such an alarmist. I felt as frantic as though Doris Leighton had drawn a dagger, and now I can see what a goose I am." "David!" ejaculated Maurice, in an astonished tone. "You wish Isabella to marry him?".
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