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"Oh, you're sweet!" Nancy cried, putting her arms about Gerald and giving him an affectionate kiss on the cheek, while his aunt and Mrs. Smythe looked on in complete approval,

Gerald's aunt spoke up. "Gerald, my dear, I think it would be very nice if you were to take Nancy up to your pretty boudoir and show her your collection of nice frillies."

"Oh, please do, Gerald," Nancy gushed. "I'd adore that!"

After the way Nancy had already shamed him, he disliked the thought of being alone with her. No telling what horrors she was capable of!

"Must I, Aunty?" he inquired.

"Of course you must, dear," she said. "Mrs. Smythe and I have so many things to talk about, none of which would be of any interest to you."

"Come on, Gerald," Nancy urged, taking his hand in hers and pulling him along at her side. As they entered the corridor Leslie heard Mrs. Smythe remark, "Don't they look sweet together, dear?" Whatever his aunt said, he could not hear.

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