The Closing Scene. I was the last on board. She could not say a word, much less move. " "Poor Jack!" exclaimed Thames. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. I tell you, that girl would jump into the sea, rather. Don't you hear how you've made it cry?" "Throttle the kid!" rejoined Blueskin, fiercely. She went down, flushed and light-hearted, to the Widgetts’ after lunch to make some final arrangements and then, as soon as her aunt had retired to lie down for her usual digestive hour, took the risk of the servants having the enterprise to report her proceedings and carried her bag and hold-all to the garden gate, whence Teddy, in a state of ecstatic service, bore them to the railway station.
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