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"Now, Marshall, what is it? How fussy and important you look!"

An audible titter was heard down the table, and Mrs. Freeman turned somewhat red.

In consequence she was popular, with that mild sort of popularity which is bestowed upon the people who are all patience and have no faculty for inspiring fear."Here you are," exclaimed the two pairs of lips eagerly.

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[Pg 70]"He'll be sorry he sent me; he'll be sorry he listened to Aunt Kathleen," she said to herself.On this special night in the mid-term the girls who were ignominiously obliged to retire to their bedrooms felt a sorer sense of being left out than ever.

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"Yes, you ought. I'm going to give you a lovely description. Papa has had his dinner, and he's pacing up and down on the walk which hangs over the lake. He is smoking a meerschaum pipe, and the dogs are with him."

"Oh, but I hate self-denial, and that dreadful motto—'No cross, no crown.' I'm like a butterfly—I can't live without sunshine. Papa agrees with me that sunshine is necessary for life."