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I know in Paris you pinched and scraped that your sister might have the dresses and entertainments she desired. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers. “Do not be frightened, dear,” she said. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated. Her eyes where glassy and shining.
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