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After the man had gone, Patricia, who had flushed, suddenly giggled. "Did you see him looking at us, Frad?" she asked, in an undertone. "He thought he'd caught us holding hands, like regular grown-up spoons!" Mrs. Shelly, with a kindly good-night to Bruce, trotted after them, fumbling with her watch pocket. "But my mother may not consent," said Isabella, a trifle nervously..
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