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As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. I waited for them to get right out of the grounds. Naturally he was a member of the National Honor Society and a straight A student on the Honor Roll. If I do not look after her, she has no one. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed.
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