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And you had a chance to be one of the only six p-p-princesses in our world and you didn't take it. Oh, you f-f-fool, you f-f-fool!" They wrangled about their conflicting views for a long time. It was only as Flexinna was leaving that she inquired casually: "Have you heard what Rabulla d-d-died of?" "No," said Brinnaria. "what was it?" "Hadn't you heard?" Flexinna wondered.
Truttidius was beating copper wire, a process always fascinating to watch. "I've had an awful time in the country with Aunt Septima," Brinnaria chatted, "and I had an awful scare before they sent me to the country. Daddy threatened to make me a Vestal." "In place of Rabulla?" Truttidius queried, glancing up. "Yes," Brinnaria answered, "but I got off; my, but I was scared though."
Not in all her life had he so much as spoken harshly to her; she had been his pet since she had begun to remember. But now, for one twinkling, she feared a blow from him. She almost shrank back from him. He did not move and he spoke softly. "Rabulla died this morning before dawn," was all he said. Instantly Brinnaria. was fluttering with panic. "You aren't in earnest, Daddy!" she protested.
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