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The curator smiled at her eagerness. "The library panel will be announced at noon on Tuesday in the first antique room," he said. "And the modeling class will be notified immediately before, while the class is still in session." Patricia and Elinor puckered their brows over it, but Miss Jinny, craning her head over their shoulders, gave a snort. "Mother!" cried Isabella, with a pale face..
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