” Annabel laughed softly. “Do you know that boy very well, Shar?” Cathy Beck yelled in the general direction of the lavatory. CHAPTER XV. "So you're writing under a nom de plume, eh?" said McClintock, holding out the letter. She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. "We're forgetting," he said.
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