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‘Poor Mary had no idea about the elopement Nicholas had undertaken,’ she told Gerald. It cost her seventy-seven dollars. Lucy was surprised to hear that any party could happen on a week night, but the parents of the house in question were the rich absentee type. You sing better than Annabel ever did, you have even a better style. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none.
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