Dorothy Dainty at Glenmore by Amy Brooks
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_each_--oh, which _should_ I say? Anyway, they're
acting just outrageous, and already they've earned the name that the girls have given them. They call them 'The Freaks,' and truly the name fits. They speak of Patricia as 'the one with the queer clothes,' and of Arabella as 'the medicine-chest.' "She's taking more pills, I do believe, than she ever did at home, and she wants folks to notice that. "The idea! I'm glad there are two _nice_ girls coming from Merrivale, although you'd never think Patricia ever _saw_ the place, for she talks of nothing but 'N'York.' My brother Bob always laughs about my long postscripts. It's lucky he can't see this one! "Lovingly, "VERA." Dorothy folded the letter, again placing it in her blouse, and then for a time they watched the passengers. Opposite them was a big woman, who possessed three bird-cages, two holding birds, and the third imprisoning a kitten. There was a lean man with a fat little girl beside him, who ate countless lunches, which were packed in a big basket, that seemed a |
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