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id: 28805
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  "Beg pardon, please; but this afternoon I really have no time to learn the family history of my neighbor


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id: 27985
title: Marjorie Dean, High School Sophomore
author: Chase, Josephine
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  "Oh, Mother," Marjorie leaned impulsively forward, "Mary''s coming to Releasing Mary''s hand, Marjorie led the way up the stairs to the second the room, followed by Mary, who stopped just long enough to kiss Mrs. Dean good-bye. "This is my friend, Mary Raymond, Jerry," introduced Marjorie. The great study hall which Marjorie and Mary entered had little of the Constance ran forward to meet Marjorie and Mary. "Let me in, Mary," called Marjorie''s fresh young voice from the hall. as a little girl Marjorie remembered how hard it had been, once Mary was "Girls," Marjorie''s clear voice trembled a little, "I think I''d better "I thought perhaps Mary would forget about Constance," went on Marjorie. _did_ see your friend Mary walking into geometry with Mignon, Marjorie. Mary stalked past the half-open door of Marjorie''s room and paused be the friend of a girl like Marjorie Dean, Mary was plunged into the


id: 28805
title: Dorothy''s House Party
author: Raymond, Evelyn
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  But without waiting for an answer the young farm girl caught her old old Aunt Betty got acquainted with you an'' liked you, and sort of breakfast; also with the request that "Miss Dorothy should attend Mrs. Calvert in her own room before going below stairs." In Mrs. Calvert''s room the happy old lady greeted Dorothy with such a guests who had gathered at Deerhurst to welcome Dorothy''s home-coming "How many girls now, Alfy?" questioned Molly, who longed to suggest The old man''s start and down-dropped gaze was proof in Dorothy''s "Like giving a little girl one hundred dollars at a time to spend in a little music, waiting for the boys to come in," said Dorothy, with will stare so, on the road, at that old woman rigged out like a girl." Good-night, little Dorothy. never seen a little girl just like her; and he answered promptly:


id: 30881
title: Two Little Women
author: Wells, Carolyn
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  "I saw the little girl out on the verandah," said Dotty Rose, between "Like a little girl shaking her head," said Mr. Fayre, to help her out. a little, but Dolly Fayre was timid, and Dotty Rose was absorbed in "I don''t know," and Dolly looked thoughtful; "I like you, of course, but "You come over and wish me good-night in my room," Dotty said, "and then "I''ll speak to her," said easy-going Mrs. Rose; "how do you like Dolly''s "Tell me about the people who are coming, Dolly," said Dotty. "What a lot you know!" and Dotty looked at Dolly with a thoughtful "There, there, Dotty dear," said Mrs. Rose; "don''t talk to nurse like "Of course they wouldn''t ask you," said Dolly, "because Bob Rose won''t "Aren''t they funny rooms?" said Dotty, laughing with glee at Dolly''s "Come along, girls," said Mrs. Fayre, and Dotty and Dolly followed her


id: 5893
title: Two Little Women on a Holiday
author: Wells, Carolyn
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  The two girls said good-night, and Dolly went back to her "Very well," said Mrs. Fayre, "run along and tell Dotty, and Bernice, "I thought you and Dolly didn''t like Bernice Forbes very much," said "You know I haven''t seen her in years," Bernice said; "I think she must "I''m a little scared of that Alicia person," said Dolly to Dotty as "I think this train ride the best part of the whole thing," said Dolly, "I''ll give the front room to Dotty and Dolly," she said to Bernice; "Goodness, Alicia," exclaimed Bernice, "do you think Uncle Jeff won''t "Oh, you want to know what she REALLY said," and Dolly''s head went on "I hope Uncle Forbes does come down," said Dolly, "I think it would be "And he did his part all right, Uncle Forbes," said Dolly, looking bear to tell on Alicia," said Dolly, "and yet, I can''t think I ought to


id: 41524
title: Marion Berkley: A Story for Girls
author: Comins, Elizabeth B. (Elizabeth Barker)
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  "Marion," replied Miss Christine, in a quiet, but reproving tone, "I do Marion made no reply, and Miss Christine sat down and commenced talking Mrs. Berkley had requested, when Marion entered Miss Stiefbach''s school, "Well, Marion, I don''t know what you will do next," said Miss Christine; "Well, Sarah," said Miss Christine, who could not resist joining Marion Marion!" exclaimed Miss Christine, looking from one to the "Well, Marion and Sarah," said Florence, "I think you''re both perfect "Sallie, do you know where Miss Christine is?" asked Marion, as they met "Marion, what an expression!" said Miss Christine, as she sat in "Well now, Miss Christine," said Marion, "if you are ready, I''ll go down "Oh, I don''t want to," replied Marion, much to Miss Christine''s "But, Marion," said Rachel, "don''t you suppose if they wanted to know us "Well, time will show," said Dr. Drayton; "but Rachel, if Marion Berkley


id: 49686
title: Little Prudy''s Cousin Grace
author: May, Sophie
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  "Why, Cassy Hallock," said Grace, shading her face with one hand, "Well, I''ve nothing to tell, any way, but just thoughts," said Grace, "Now," said Grace, when she saw that, as usual, Cassy expected her to "Yes, Horace Clifford," said Grace, loftily, "I do despise to see "I''d like to know," thought Grace, as she parted with Isa, and walked girls--Grace Clifford and Mahla Linck." "Miss Grace," said she, "does you write to little Prudy Grace''s eyes were fixed on the little girl with a sort of fascination. "Now, what is it, Mahla?" said the sweet voice of Grace Clifford, as The teacher hesitated, looked at timid little Lucy, and said, "Yes. But if you break your word, girls, remember, ''tis the last time you''ll "Cassy," said Grace, a little later, "what''ll we do about the R. married,--Grace, Cassy, Prudy and Horace; everybody but little Grace and Cassy looked at the face which


id: 42246
title: Quicksilver Sue
author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
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  "I''ll go and tell Mary!" said Sue. "I like Sue better than either!" said Mary, stoutly. Sue Penrose went home that day feeling, as she had said to Mary, that Mrs. Hart patted Mary''s arm, but said nothing; and the girl went on: "I think Sue had been showing Clarice her dresses before I came, for "No, no, Quicksilver!" said Mary, catching Sue''s skirt as she sprang "Why, yes," said Sue, looking a little blank. "Oh Clarice, isn''t it too bad that it''s raining?" said Sue. "Here," said Clarice; "wait a minute, Sue. I''ve got another pair of "I am not going to tell her!" said Sue. Her tone was defiant, but she colored high, and did not look at Mary One day Mrs. Hart said: "Mary, how would you like to ask little Lily "How you talk, Sue Penrose!" said Clarice. "Oh, don''t, Sue!" said Mary.


id: 44862
title: Linda Carlton, Air Pilot
author: Lavell, Edith
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summary:
  At these words, Linda''s Aunt Emily nudged Louise''s mother, and smiled. "You''d like that, wouldn''t you, dear?" persisted Miss Carlton, as Linda "Well, we''ll talk our plans over later," said Miss Carlton, when Linda couldn''t believe that a normal fun-loving girl like Linda would prefer "You have been here before, Linda?" asked her father, as the girl "Linda''s little ''Pursuit'' is a daisy, Miss Carlton," he said. "Want any help?" asked Ralph, though Linda knew he hadn''t the slightest "I want to try a couple of stunts before we eat," Linda told Ralph. The plane was righted now, but Linda suddenly noticed that Ralph was "I think you had better come back tomorrow, if you want to talk to Mr. Mackay," said the nurse, noticing that the two men were not any too "Cantaloupe, I think, Aunt Emily," replied Linda, as Miss Carlton left


