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Updated: May 15, 2025

The next moment Gwendolyn, from the hassock upon which she had settled in comfort heard a wrangle of voices: First, Jane's shrill accusing, "It was you put it into her head! to come and take my place from under me and the food out of my very mouth and break my hear-r-r-rt!" Next, Thomas's sonorous, "Stuff and fiddle-sticks!" then sounds of lamentation, and the slamming of a door.

Eleanor Gates - The Poor Little Rich Girl