Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. Vorsack would staunchly disapprove of his attire, said nothing anyway. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. Degree! degree! She smiled on a gallant of high degree.
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