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"Ah, but how about Doris?" questioned Elinor sadly. "Isn't she to be remembered?" A man that can't be happy with a woman who is willing to "fulfil his destiny" doesn't deserve to be. "Pooh, I'm not a bit dangerous and you know it, Bruce Haydon," she said with returning gayety. "I'm the family grub, and Judy and Elinor are the splendid butterflies." She paused with a merry gurgle. "I'm going to raise chickens for these two glittering geniuses. Greycroft shall be my field of conquest and the white plume that leads to victory will be an Orpington. Lead on!".
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