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She liked the animated eagerness of his manner. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. She had learned this art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged. “She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them. Selfishness. He couldn't be in better hands than those in which he has placed himself.
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