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"But I am going to marry Frank, Daddy," the girl would say softly. CHAPTER XXVI A GOLDEN WEDDING GIFT Erie flashed their visitor a look of gratitude. "It is good of you to come to him," she said. "He always looks forward to your visits, and grows quite fretful if you are late." She smiled and patted the father's hand. "The east wind's bad for the cough but tomorrow you'll be as good as ever, won't you, Daddy?".
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