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There was room for the two girls on the
cushions of the silken couch that was rather
broader than the ordinary _chaise_ _longue._ Golden
hair and dark hair mingled, after Lucia arranged
the cushions and settled down herself
with her head in the curve of Betty's shoulder
and neck. She possessed herself of Betty's hand
and said, “I hope you don't mind these close
quarters.”
“I'm as comfy as can be,” returned Betty,
giving a squeeze to the slender hand.
“You are such a comfortable person, Betty
Lee, and I don't feel that you are ready to take
up everything a girl says or does to criticize
it. I've been envying Carolyn and Kathryn for
seeing so much of you.”
“Why, Lucia!” cried Betty, very much surprised.
“I have time for more than one or two
friends!”
“I know it and that is why I want to talk
to you about things. By the way, Grandmother
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