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I did not know what I was saying. “You’re splendid!” said Teddy, with his hair wild in the wind. “I have the right of the man who loves you,” he declared. And a custom had grown up of a general tea at four o’clock, under the auspices of a Miss Garvice, a tall and graceful girl of distinguished intellectual incompetence, in whom the hostess instinct seemed to be abnormally developed.
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