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Miss Johnson spoke with dangerous suavity of manner: "Then, my dear, since you were one of the Pigs pardon my using the English of it, but I never could pronounce those Greek letters " "Of course not," Cicily interrupted, with her sweetest smile. "I remember, Helen, dear: you had no chance to practise, not having belonged at Briarcliff." Kindly Mrs.
Alderman, ask her to send me the news of your progress. Always affectionately yours, To Edwin A. Alderman On the Baltic, New York to Liverpool, May 19, 1913. MY DEAR ED ALDERMAN: It was the best kind of news I heard of you during my last weeks at home every day of which I wished to go to Briarcliff to see you. At a distance, it seems absurd to say that it was impossible to go. But it was.
I would do it again, gladly a thousand times. Before you came, my life was a gloomy thing. I thought I was living, but I knew in my heart that it was all a dusty shell a lie. Then you came, and oh, how I have lived! The nights, the days of beautiful fancy. Shall I ever forget White Wood, or Blue Sea, or Briarcliff, or that wonderful first day at South Beach?
At Miss Johnson's open flouting, Cicily had flushed painfully. Now, however, she was ready with a retort to Mrs. Carrington's implied criticism: "Oh, on the contrary!" she exclaimed. "Why, I was chief rooter of the Pi Iota Gammas, when I went to boarding-school at Briarcliff."
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