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"You said I might come," said Molly, "and that you would tell me all."
"You know all, I think," said Cynthia, heavily. "Perhaps you don't know what excuses I have, but at any rate you know what a scrape I am in."
"I've been thinking a great deal," said Molly, timidly and doubtfully. "And I can't help fancying if you told papa-"
Before she