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22804	Gates, Eleanor	Apron-Strings			.txt	text/plain	55699	6930	94	into a crouching line at her back--as the library door opened, and Mrs. Milo came panting into the room. Now there came to Sue that look that suggested a little girl, and a Mrs. Milo was watching Hattie's lowered head through narrowed eyes. Those who saw Mrs. Milo and Sue together invariably remarked, "Isn't the devotion of "Susan dear!" Her mother smiled across Mrs. Balcome's trembling His mother gone, Wallace turned to Sue. She had the same thought "Oh, mother!" Sue came back a little way. "But your mother," went on Mrs. Milo, "--my feelings--my love--are you "Yes, mother." But Sue, halting beside Farvel, continued to talk to "Dora," said Mrs. Milo, "you saw Miss Susan?" "I'm coming at you," explained Sue, "because I know Alan Farvel. "No!" Clare came past Farvel, taking her stand between him and Mrs. Milo almost defensively. "Ah, good little mother!" said Sue, smiling. "Oh, let Dora go, Mrs. Farvel," urged Sue.	./cache/22804.txt	./txt/22804.txt