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3 .-- If you will believe me, Billy Peterkin is here, nibbling his little cane, and says, "Present my compliments to Miss Crawford." 'Just think of it.

Five, or, rather, four young men--for Tom don't count--for me to entertain.

But I can do it, and rather like it, too, though they all tire me, except Harold.' Jerrie read this letter, which was received a few days before commencement, two or three times, and each time she read it, the little ache in her heart kept growing larger, until at last it was actual pain, and covering her face with her hands, she cried like a child.
'It is Maude I am crying for,' she kept saying to herself.

'I know she is worse than they have told me.