THE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT
¿MARY
¡MARIE
J*
Eleanor H. Porter
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Illustrations by
% H. Livingstone
8YNOPSI8
PREFACE.—'Mary Marls" explains her
? parent "double personality" and Just
>y she Is a “cross-current and a c ntra-
•ctlon," she also tells her reasons
t
writing ths diary—later to be a novel. The
•ary Is oonunencMd at AndersonvuU.
_CHAlTh.l< L—Mary begins With Nurse
grab’s account of her (Mary
MrtX
toblch seemingly Interested '.«r fatnsr
who is a famous astronomer, ¡eas t-ian a
B»w star which was discovered the earns
Bight
Her name Is a
oaprorXe. her
Bar wanted to call her vtoia and bar
r Insisting on Abigail Jane.
T" e
quickly learned that her home wax
me way different from those ot her
friends, and was puxxle-l thereat
t Sarah tells her of her mother's «tr
et Andersonville ao a bride and b-ow
aatonlshed they all were at the eight of
the dainty olghteen-year old girl whom
Ute sedate professor had chosen tor a
wtfa
CHAPTER II.—Coattnutais her etory.
Xuree Sarah makes it plain why the
household seemed a stranse one to the
ehUd and bowher father and mother
drifted apart through misunderstanding,
•ach too proud to in any way attempt to
smooth over the situation.
vriArir.il til.-Mary tells of the time
west” where the
'perfer Uy
id genteel and reapectabl»“
being arranged for. and her
her) unacountable behavior
ourt's decree the child Is to epen 1
•lx months of the year with her mother
and six months with her father. Boston
is Mother’s home, and shs and Mary
Isavs Andersonville for that oity to spend
ute first six month».
CHAPTER IY.-At Boston Mary be
come! "Marls’* Rhe Is delighted with her
Sew home, so different from the gloomy
Bouse at Andersonville. The number of
CnUemen who call on her mother leads
r to speculate on the possibility of a
Bow tether
She classes the callers as
“prospective suitors,” finally deciding the
choice to to be between "the violinist"
and a Mr. Harlow. A convsrsatlon shs
»vsrhears between her mother and Mr
Harlow convinces her that It will not be
that gentleman, and "to violinist" ssems
to be the likely man
Mrs Andsrson rs-
Mvss a letter from "Aunt Abigail Ander
C, her former husband’s slstsr, whl Is
ping house for him, reminding her that
"Mary" to expected at Andersonville for
•e six months she to te Spend with her
father
Her mother Is distressed, hut
has nt? z”ernatlve. and "Marie” departs
for Andersonville.
CHAPTER V.—At Andersonville Aunt
Jane meets her at the station. Her fa
ther is away somewhere, etudylnr an
eclipse of the moon
Marte “Mary”
now—Instinctively compares Aunt Jana,
prim and severe, with tier beautiful, dainty
mother, much to the former's disadvan
tage
Aunt Jane disapproves of the dain
ty clothes which the child la wcarlns. and
replaces them with "serviceable" eergee
»nd thli k-coled shoes Her father arrives
home and Haems surprised to see her. The
child soon houlna to notice that the slrls
at school seem to avoid her
Her father
appenrs Interested In the life Mrs. An-
•eroon leads at Boston nnd neks many
questions In
a
queer
manner
widen
pussies Mary.
Hhc finds out that her
Schoolmates do not UHaoclate with Iter
on account of Iter parents betn« divorced,
»nd she refusea to attend school
Anxrv
»1 first, Mr Anderson, when he trains
the reason for her determination, decides
that she need not go. He will hear her
lessons
tn Atmt .lane's nnd her father’!
absence Mary dres-- s In the pretty clothe»
she brought from Boston and plays tha
liveliest tunes she knows, on the little-
used piano
Then, overcome by her lone
someness. she Indulges In n crying spell
which her father’s unexpected appear
ance Interrupts
Hh. sobs out the story
of her unhappiness, nnd In a clumsy way
he comforts l or
Vfter that he appe'tra
to destre to make her stay mor*' plensnnt
Her mother writes asking that Mary he
alior.eit
<
- 1 • r -ston fo* the t.. l -I u
nine >f th** - ' ■
<■ rm. and Mr An ter
son
• '** th 1 ' tro*n an expre*-.
he lets * II Marv mdlevae he Is eorrv «h-
• going
anil he mid Motber played u whol«
hour together. He's awfully htindaome.
I think he's lovely. Oh, 1 do so hop«
he's the one I Anyhow, I hope there's
some one. I don’t want this novel to
all fizzle out without there being tiny
one to make It a love story ! Besides,
a« I suld before. I'm particularly mix
Ions thnt Mother shall timi somebody
to marry her. so she’ll slop being di
vorced, nnyvvay.
A MONTH LATER
Yes. I know It s been ages since I've
written here In thia book ; but there
just hasn't been a minute's time,
First, of course, school t>«gnit, anil
And. nt
1 had to attend to thnt.
course, I had to tell the girls al'
about Al 1
nvHle except the pint'
I didn’t want to tell, about Stella May
hew, und my coming out of school. I
didn't tell that. And right here let tin
say how glad I was to get back to till»
School—a real school—so different
train thnt one up in Andersonville!
For that matter, everything's different
iere from what it is in Andersonville
t'd so much rather be Marte limit
vlary. I know I won’t ever be Dr
lekyll atid Mr. Hyde here. I'll be th«
rood one all the time.
It's funny how much easier It Is t«
>e good In silk stockings mid a fluffy
vhlte dress than It is In blue giiigltam
nd calfskin. Oh. I’ll own up that
larle forgets sometimes and say»
Idngs Mary used to say; like calling
Hga a hired girl Instead of a maid, a»
^utit Hattie wants mid saying «linnet
Mrtead of luncheon nt noon, mid som«
lher things.
I heard Aunt lbittle tell Mother on«
ay that It was going to take about
is whole six months to breflk Mary
tnrln of those outlandish country
ays of hers. (Mo. yon see, it isn't al
tuiey and pie even tor Marie. Thl«
■ylng to be Mary mid Marie, even al«
ontlis apart. Isn't the easiest tldn»
er was!) I don't think Mother like«
very well—what Aunt Hattie aalf
»out my outlandish ways
I didn't
'ar all Mother said, but I knaw by
c way she io*»ke«l anti act»«!, am! th«
th* I did hear
for that world ^outlandish'' applled't« violinist, T mean.
Tut for my glory tiere~7TiTs^ makes Tl ■ brought it in to tne. She looked queer
her little girl—not at all.
They both want Mother. Anybody all the more romantic and thrilling. So • —a little. There were two red spots
Mother’s a dear. And she’s so hap
can see that now, and, of course. Moth that’s all right.
In her cheeks, and her eyes were
py! And, by the way, I think it is th«
er sees It. But which she’ll take I
Of course, so far, rm the only one ! very bright.
violinist. He’s here a lot, and she’t
don’t know, Nobody knows. It's per that knows, for I haven’t told It, and
“I think you have a letter here from
out with him to concerts and plnys
fectly plain to be seen, though, which I'm the only one that's seen anything.
—your father," she said, handing it
and riding In his automobile. Ant!
one Grandfather and Aunt Hattie want Of course, I shall warn Mother, if 1 out.
she iilw ays puts on her prettiest
her to take! It’s Mr. Easterbrook.
think It's necessary, a<> she'll under
She hesitated before the “your fa
dresses, and she’s very partlculai
And he is awfully nice. He brought stand it isn't her, but Theresa, that the ther” just as she always does. And
about her slim's, and her huts, that
violinist
is
really
In
love
with
and
court
’t Isn’t hardly ever that she mentions
they’re becoming, and all that. Oh, I’n me a perfectly beautiful bracelet the
so excited! And I'm having such » other day—but Mother wouldn't let me ing. She won't mind, I’m sure, after she his name, anyway. But when she does,
good time watching them! Oh, I don*! keep it. So he had to take it back. thinks of it n minute. And won't it be she always stops a funny little minute
mean watching them in a dlsugreeabl« I don’t think he liked It very well, and a good Joke on Aunt Hattie and Grand before it, Just as she did today.
way, so that they see it; nnd, o' I didn't like It, either. I wanted that father when they find out they’ve been
I could see she was wondering what
course, I have to get all I can—for th« bracelet. But Mother says I’m much fooled all the time, supposing it’s could be In It. But I guess she wasn't
book, you know; and, of course, If ! too young to wear much jewelry. Oh. Mother, and worrying about it?
wondering any more than I was, only
Oh, I don’t know!
This is some
Just happen to be In the window-sea1 will the time ever come when I’ll be
I was gladder to get It than she was.
love
story,
after
all
!
corner in the library and hear thlngi old enough to take my proper place In
I suppose.
Anyhow, when she saw
the world? Sometimes It seems as If
accidentally, why, that's all right.
how glad I was, and how I Jumped for
TWO DAYS LATER
It never would!
And I have heard things.
the letter, she drew back, and looked
Well, as 1 said. It's plain to be seen
What do you suppose has happened somehow as If she’d been hurt, and
He says her eyes are lovely, H«
likes her b«-st in blue. He’s very lone who it Is that Grandfather and Aunt now? Why, that wretched violinist is said:
ly, and he never found a woman be Hattie favor; but I'm not so sure about nothing but a deep-dyed villain! Lis
“I did not know, Marie, that a letter
for«' who really understood hint. 11« Mother. Mother acts funny. Some ten what he did. He proposed to from—your father would mean so
thinks her soul and his are tuned t< times she won't go with either of them Mother—actually proposed to her—and much to you.”
the same string. (Oh, dear! Tha anywhere ; then she seems to want t< after all he'd said to that Theresa girl,
I don't know what I did say to that,
sounds funny and horrid, nnd not a go all the time. And she acts as if about hfs being perfectly happy if he I guess I didn’t say anything. I'd al-
all the way It did when he said It. I she didn't care which she went with could marry her. And Mother—Moth ready begun to read the letter, and 1
was beautiful then. But—well, tha' so long as she was Just going—some er all the time not knowing! Oh, I'm was tn such a hurry to find out what
where. I think, though, she really like! so glad I was thereto rescue her! I he'd said.
Is what it meant, anyway.)
he violinist the best; nnd I guest- don’t mean at the proposal—I didn’t
She told him she was lonely, too
I’U copy It here. It wasn't long.
and that she «u very glad to hav< Grandfather and Aunt Hattie think so hear that. Rut afterward.
It was like this:
him for a friend; and he said he prize« too.
It was like this:
“Aly Dear Mary»
Tney nad been out automobillng—
Something happened last night
tier friendship above everything else it
“Some way Christmas has made me
trrannramer
negnn
to
rnnt
ar
me
mn-
Mother and the violinist. I was In my
the world. And he looks at her, am
think of you. I wish I had sent you
Mlews her UMB* th»- rtNMD with his ner table. He'd heard something he favorite window-seat, reading, when some gift. Yet I have not’ the slightest
•y ea . ami I she blushes up real pink didn’t like about the violinist, I guess, they came home and walked into the idea what would please you. To tell
tots of times when he comes and he started in to tell Mother. But library. They never looked my way the truth, I tried to find something—
they stopped him. Mother and Aunt at all, but just walked toward the flre
«Çi> the •otn.
but had to give it up.
No w. If that isn't making love to Hattie looked at him and then at me, place. And there he took hold of both
"I am wondering if you had a good
and
then
back
to
him,
In
their
most
her
hands
and
said
:
•other, >, I don't know what is. I’m
time, and what you did. After all, I’m
see-who
’
s-here
I
—
you
mustn
’
t-talk-be-
"Why
must
you
wait,
darling?
Why
>ure he’s i going to propose. Ob, I’m
fore-her way. So he shrugged his can’t you give me my answer now, and pretty sure you did have a good time,
-o excite«!!
for you are Marie now. You see, I
make me the happiest man In all the
Oh. yes. I know if he does propose shoulders and stopped.
have not forgotten how tired you got
But
I
guess
he
told
them
In
the
li
world?
’
’
and she says yes, he'll be my new fa-
of being—Mary. Well, well, I do not
“Yes, yes, I know,” answered Moth
ther. I understand that, And, of brary afterwards, for I heard them all
know as I can blame you.
talking
very
excitedly,
and
some
loud
;
er; and I knew by her voice that she
course, I can’t help wondering how
“And now that I have asked what
I'll like ft- Sometimes I think I won’t and I guess Mother didn't like what was all shaky and frembly. “But If I you did for Christmas, I suspect it is
they
said,
and
got
quite
angry,
for
I
could
only
be
sure
—
sure
of
myself."
like It at all. Sometimes I alpiost
"But, dearest, you’re sure of me!" no more than a fair turnabout to tell
catch myself wishing that I didn't have heard her say, when she came out
through
the
door,
that
she didn’t be- cried the Violinist. “You know how I you what I did. I suppose I had a very
to have any new father or mother, I’d
good time. Your Aunt Jane says I
never need a new mother, anyway, and lieve a word of It, and she thought It
did. I heard her telling one of the
was
a
wicked,
cruel
shame
to
tell
I wouldn't need a new father If my
neighbors that last night. She had a
stories
like
that
just
because
they
father-by-order-of-the-court would be
very
fine dinner, and she Invited Mrs.
as nice as he was there two or three didn’t like a man,
Darling and Miss Snow and Miss San-
This
morning
she
broke
an
engage
times in the observatory.
born to eat It with us. She said she
But, there! After all, I must remem- ment with Mr. Easterbrook to go auto-
didn’t want me fo feel lonesome. But
ridlng
and
went
with
the
violinist
to
her that I’m not the one that’s doing
you
can feel real lonesome in a crowd
the choosing, It's Mother. And If she a morning musicale instead; and after
sometimes. Did you know that, Mary?
she
’
d
gone
Aunt
Hattie
sighed
and
wants the violinist I mustn't have any
“But I left them to their chatter aft
thing to say. Besides, I really like him looked at Grandfather and shrugged
er dinner and went out to the observa
her
shoulders,
and
said
she
was
afraid
very much, anyway. He's the best of
tory. I think I must have fallen asleep
the lot. I’m sure of that. And that's they’d driven her straight into the
on the couch there, for It was quite
arms
of
the
one
they
wanted
to
avoid,
something. And then, of course, I’m
dark when I awoke. But I didn’t mind
and
that
Madge
always
would
take
glad to have something to make this a
that, for there were some observations
the
part
of
the
under
dog.
love story, and best of all I would be
I wanted to take. It was a beautifully
I suppose they thought I wouldn't
glad to have Mother stop being <11-
clear night, so I stayed there till near
understand.
But
perfectly,
I
did,
vorced, anyway.
ly morning.
Mr. Harlow doesn’t come here any They meant that by telling stories
“How about It? I suppose Marte
about
the
violinist
hoping
they'd
been
mor», ■' mesa Anyway, I haven't »cac
plRrs the pfnno every day. now. doesn’t
him here once since I came back ; and to got her tn give him up, but Instead
she? The piano here hasn’t been
I haven’t heard anybody mention his of that, they'd made her turn to him
touched since you went away, Oh.
was
so
all
the
more,
just
because
she
name.
yes, it was touched once, Your aunt
sorry
for
him.
Quite a lot of the others are here,
played hymns on ft for a missionary
Funny, Isn't It?
and there are some new ones. But the
meeting.
violinist Is here most, and Mother ONE WEEK LATER
“Well, what dlrl you do Christmas?
seems to go out with him most to
Suppose you write and tell
places. That's why I say I think it's
Well, I guess now something has
“Your Father.”
the vl«>llnist.
happened all right! And let me say
1 haven't heard from Father.
right away thnt I don’t like that violin
I'd been reading the letter out loud,
Now Jus’t my writing that down that ist now, either, any better than Grand
and when I got through Mother was
way siiows that I expected to hear father mid Aunt Hattie. And it's not
pacing up and down the room. For
from him, though I don't really see entirely because of what happened lust
a minute she didn’t say anything; then
why I should, either. Of course, he night, either. It's been coming on for
she whirled 'round suddenly and faced
never has written to me; and, of a while—ever since I first saw him
me, and said, Just as If something in
course, I understand tluit I'm nothing talking to Theresa In the hall when
side of her was making her say it:
'Why Must You Walt, Darling?"
but his daughter by order of the court. she let him in one night a week ago.
“I notice there is no mention of
Hut, some way, I did think maybe he’d
Theresa Is awfully pretty, and 1
your mother in that letter, Marie. 1
You
know
you
’
re
the
only
love
you.
write me just a little bit of n note In guess he tlilnks so. Anyhow, I heard
suppose—your father has quite forgot
answer to mine—m.v bread and butter him telling tier so In the hall, mid she woman I have ever loved, or ever could ten that there is such a person In the
love
I
”
letter, I mean; for, of course, Mother laughed anil blushed mid looked side-
world as—I."
Yes, just like that he said it—thnt
had me write that to him as soon ns wavs at him. Then they saw me. and
But I told her no, oh, no. and that
awful
lie
—
and
to
my
mother.
M.v
I got here.
he stiffened up and said, very proper
I was sure he remembered her. for he
suppose
I
walled
to
stars
!
T>o
you
Rut he hasn’t.
mid dignified, "Kindly hand m.v card
used to ask me questions often about
I wonder how he’s getting along, nnd to Mrs. Anderson." And Theresa said. hear any more? I guess not !
what she did, and the violinist and all
I fairly tumbled off my seat, and
If he misses tne any. But, of course, "Yes, sir." And she was very proper
“The violinist!” cried Mother, whirl
my book dropped with a bang, as 1
lie doesn't do that. If I was a star, mid dignified, too.
Ing around on me again. (She'd lie
now— I
Well, four days ago I saw them ran forward. Dear, dear, but how they gun to walk up and down once more.)
iignln. He tried to put his arm around did jump—both of them! And I guess “You don't mean to say you ever told
TWO DAYS AFTER THANKSGIVING
her tluit time, mid the very next day they were surprised, I never thought your father about him!”
how't was going to affect them—my
The violinist lias got n rival. I'm lie tried to kiss her, mid after a min
“Oh, no, not everything." I explained
I didn't
sure lie tins. It’s Mr. Ensterbrook. ute she let him. More than once, too breaking in like that,
started trying to show how patient I was, so
wait—not a minute,
And
hist
nlglit
I
heard
him
tell
her
He's old much a» forty and bald-
And ! she would be patient, too. (But It
headed and fat, and lias got lots of she was the dearest girl tn all the right tn and began tc
didn't work.)
“I couldn't tell him
tnlked
hard
and
fast,
a
of
It.
money. And lie's a ery estlnuible world, mid he'd be perfectly luippy If
everything hetause everything hadn't
I don't know now w
num. (I heard Aunt Hattie nay that.) he could only marry her.
happened then. Hut I told about his
Well, you can Imagine how I felt, I know I asked him what he meant by being here, nnd about the others, too;
lie's awfully Jolly, and 1 like him. He
saying
such
iin
awful
lie
to
my
mother,
brings me the loveliest boxes of candy, when I thought all the time It was
but. of course, I said I didn't know
and calls me Buss (1 don't like that, Mother he was coming to see I And when he’d Just said the same thing, which you'd tnke, and—”
partleulnrly. I'd prefer him to cull now to find out that It was Theresa he exactly 'most, to Theresa, and he'd
“You told him von didn't know which
me Miss Anderson.) He's not nearly wanted nil the time, mid lit' was only hugged her and kissed her. nnd every I'd tnke!" gasped -Mother.
thing.
-
I'd
seen
him.
And
—
so good looking na the violinist. The coming to see Mother so he could see
Just like thnt she interrupted, and
But 1 didn't get n chance to say half
violinist Is lots more thrilling, but I Theresa !
she looked so shocked. Then «he b
shouldn’t wonder If Mr. Ensterbrook
At first, 1 was angry—Just plain an I wanted to. 1 was going on to tell gan to walk again, up and down, up
a ns
*re comfortaWe to live with,
gry ; and 1 was frightened. Joo. for 1 him what I thought of him; but Moth and down. Then, nil of a sudden, she
The violinist Is the kind of n man couldn't help worrying about Mother— er gasped out. "Marie! Marie! Stop!"
And then I stopped, 1 had »to, of flung herself on the couch and began
that makes you want tn alt up nnd for four she would mind, you know,
to cry and sob as If her heart would
take notice, nnd have your linlr nnd when she found out that It was The course. Then she said that would do,
break. And when I tried to comfort
linger nulls nnd shoes Just right; but resa that lie cured for, after nil. I and I might go to my room. And I
her, I only sfemol to make It worse,
with Mr. Enatei’bi’uok you wouldn't remembered what a lot Mother had w ent. And that’s nil I know aboyt It,
for she threw her arms around me
inlnd a bit silting Hi a big chair be be<n with him, mid the pretty dreases except that she came up. after a little,
fore the fire with a pair of old slippers mid bain sht' d put on for him, ami all nnd said for me not to talk any more and cried:
“Oh. my darling. my darling, don't
on, If your feet were tired.
thnt. And I thought how she'd broken about It. to her, or to any one else ;
you see how dreadful it Is. how dread
Mr. Ensterltrook doesn’t care for engagements with Mr. Ensterbrook to and to please try to forget It.
I tried to tell her what I'd seen, ful It la?"
music, lie's a broker. He looks aw
go with him, mid It made me angry all
And then is when she began to talk
fully bored when the violinist Is play over again. Ami I thought how mean and vvliat I'd heard that wicked, deep-
Ing. nnd he fidgets with his watch It was of him to use poor Mother as n dyed villain say ; but she wouldn't let some more about being married, and
chain, nnd clears ills throat very loud kind of shield to hide his courting of me. She shook her head, and said. unnuirried as we were. She held me
ly Just before he speak» every time Theresa ! I was angry, too, to have "Hush, hush, dear”; and that no good elose again and begun to sob and cry.
“Oh, my darling, don’t you see bow
His automobile Is bigger nnd hand my love story all spoiled, when I was could come of talking of it. and she
wanted me to forget It. She was very dreadful It all la— how unnatural it is
somer than the violinist’s. (Aunt lint getting along so beautifully with Moth
sweet and very gentle, and she smHrtl; tor us to live—this way : And tor
tie Buys .the violinist s automobile Is er and the violinist.
but there were stem corners to her you—you poor child!—what could be
n hired one.) And Mr. Ensterbrook's
But I'm feeling better now. Tve mouth. v»en w hen the smile was then*, worse for you? And here 1 am. jcal-
flowers that he sends to Mother are been thinking It over. 1 don't believe
handsomer, too, and lots more of them, Mother's going to care so very much. And I guess she told him what was ous—jealous of your own father, tor
than the violinist's. Aunt Haiti«' Im« I don't believe she'd want a man that what. Anyhow, I know they had quite fear you'll love him better than you
noticed flint, too. In fnct, I guess there would pretend to come courting her, a talk before she came up to me, for do tue!
“Oh, 1 know 1 ought not to say all
isn't anything about Mr. Kaaterbmok when all the while he was really court 1 was watching at the window for him
to go; and w ht'lt he did go he looked this to you—I know 1 ought not to.
that she doesn't notice.
ing the hired girl-- I mean maid. Be very red and cross and he stalked But I can't—help it. I watn you 1 1
Aunt listile likes Mr Enatert>r<»<>k sides, there's Mr. Easterbrook left
lots better than she does the violinist. (und one or two others that I haven't away with a never-wlll I-darken-thls- want you every minute; but I have
I lieurtl her talking to Mother one day. said much about, as I didn't think they door-again kind of step, just as far as to give you up—six whole mouths o<
I could see him.
every year 1 have to give ye up t
had much chance.) And ao far ns the
ONE WEEK LATER
I don't know, of course, what will him. And he's your father. Mari.
love story for the book Is concerned,
happen next, nor whether he'll ever And he's a gvoci man. 1 knot
There hasn’t much liapixned—only that Isn't spoiled, after all. for It will
come back for Theresa ; but 1 shouldn’t good man. 1 know it all th
lw
ever
so
mneh
more
exciting
to
have
on« or two things. Hut maybe I'd bet
think even she would want him. after now since I’ve seeu - other m»
ter t«»ll them hefurw I forget It, e«|a» the violinist fall in love with There»«
1 ought to tell you to I«.« u.
thia. If she found ont.
dally ns they iiuve n good d«*al to do Ilian with Mother, for. of course. Ther
And now, where’s my love story com I'm so afraid—you'll love bin better
with the love part of the story And esa Isn't In the ame station of life at
titan you do ma. and want to ear»--
It a—a me»»-jlll* ing In. I should like to know?
I'm always »" gliid to get anything of all. and thnt
me. And I can't give you up! I can't
er exactly what TWO DAYS AFTER CHRISTMAS
e. (I don’t
that kind
I've been so nfrnld this
give you up!“
an al-
vorvl
wouldn't be much of a levs story, afte
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v th
all. H
I will lie. all right
that she w<
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