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It was good to find Mark still enslaved, everything soothing and reassuring. When Julia left him, at her own door at six o'clock, she was her radiant, confident self again, and they kissed each other at parting like true lovers. To his eager demand for a promise Julia still returned a staid, "Mama'd be crazy, Mark.
I never woke up at all until quarter to eight o'clock! Don't start those dishes, lovey, there's no hurry!" "I was afraid that Mama'd had a bad night," Julia said, smiling a good-morning from the sink. "Sit. down, Aunt May, I'll bring you your coffee!" "No, Emeline had a real good night. She was reading a while, about three, but she's sound asleep now."
"I'm not so sure I want all these swells to stand around and impose on me " She hesitated, uncertain and vague. "And I don't believe Mama'd be so anxious," she submitted lamely. Just then the door of Mr. Artheris's office was opened, and a man put in his head. He was a young man, tall, thin, faultlessly dressed, and possessed of an infectious smile. "Excuse me, Mr.
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