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"What is it, Judy-pudy?" she asked kindly. "Bad dreams?" Judith gave a little sound that seemed to mean satisfaction with the question. "Oh, no, not bad dreams," she answered happily, cuddling closer. "Not bad dreams. Very pleasant ones. About you, Patricia." Patricia patted her. "Tell me," she said, not because she wanted to hear the dream, but to please Judith.
"Look us over well, Judy-pudy, and see how much you can make of your two illustrious sisters; for I feel sure that I, for one, will never have a chance to be 'writ up' again." "Oh, go along, Miss Pat! You'll be awfully late," said Judith, wriggling away, flushed and happy. Patricia watched, flying up the stairs two steps at a time, and she turned to Elinor, with her hand on the door.
"Never mind, Judy-pudy, you shall come and look me over every once in a while and see that I am being well treated. Miss Merton may be a perfect monster, after all."
This thoughtful sifting for motives was so like Judith that Patricia forgot her grievances in an amused laugh. "Good for you, Judy-pudy," she cried, flinging an arm about her small sister. "There's a hint for me, is it? I'll try to take it, Miss Minerva, and if you hear that my exercises are growing too frilly for Tancredi's taste you'll know the reason why."
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