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"You have good custom today, François," he said with a gesture toward the chattering groups at the other tables. After casting a martyr-like glance of reproach at her, as she worked on, all unconscious of the mental agony she was inflicting, Miss Green cleared her throat slushily, and in the most subdued tone possible addressed Patricia. "Didn't think you had to be asked," came from the crowd in a laughing voice..
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"Dead!" wailed Isabella, catching at the word, "Maurice dead!" As she went out of the gate the postman came in, and at the sight of another letter my heart slunk off into my slippers, and my brain seemed about to back up in a corner and refuse to work. In a flash it came to me that men oughtn't to write letters to women very much—they really don't plough deep enough, they just irritate the top soil. I took this missive from Alfred, counted all the fifteen pages, put it out of sight under a book, looked out of the window and saw Mr. Johnson shooed off down the street by Mrs. Johnson; saw the doctor's car go chugging hurriedly in the garage, and then my spirit turned itself to the wall and refused to be comforted. I tried my best, but failed to respond to my own remonstrances with myself, and tears were slowly gathering in a cloud of gloom when a blue gingham, romper-clad sunbeam burst into the room. "It's not fair, till Elinor comes, too!" she protested hotly. "Wait, they'll be back. I'll call them." "Now," she demanded, "tell me all about it, or I'll simply die of ingrowing curiosity.".
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