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) He hesitated. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. \"Well, to tell you the truth, John Diedermayer. \"Yes, he's hot, drives a great car, parents are loaded, and, of course, as you say, good-looking. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. \" \"Hi, I'm Lucy Albert. Presently her aunt sighed deeply and looked at the clock. I made the pies. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. . He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. .
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