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Book, page 91 / 259 had leaped to his feet, a painful red flooding his face. "Well, I like that!" bridled Mazie, with playful indignation; "and when Dorothy and I have taken all this trouble to come and--" "Is Dorothy here, too?" interrupted the boy sharply. "Yes, Keith I am--here." Dorothy was almost crying, and her voice sounded harsh and unnatural. "And we brought you these," interposed Mazie brightly, crossing the room to his side and holding out the flowers. Then, with a little embarrassed laugh, as he did not take them, she thrust them into his fingers. "Oh, I forgot. You can't see them, can you?" "Mazie!" remonstrated the half-smothered voice of Dorothy. But it was Susan who came promptly to the rescue. "Yes, an' ain't they pretty?" she cried, taking them from Keith's unresisting fingers. "Here, let me put 'em in water, an' you two sit down. I always did love coronation pinks," she declared briskly, as she left the room. She was not gone long. Very quickly she came back, with the flowers in a vase. Keith had dropped back into his chair; but he was plainly so unwilling a host that Susan evidently thought best to assist him. She set the vase on a little stand near Keith's chair, then dropped herself on to the huge haircloth sofa near by. "My, but I don't mind settin' myself awhile," she smiled. "Guess I'm tired." "I should think you would be." Mazie, grown suddenly a bit stiff and stilted, was obviously trying to be very polite and "grown up." "There must be an awful lot to do here. Mother says she don't see how you stand it." "Pooh! Not so very much!" scoffed Susan, instantly on her guard. "Keith here's gettin' so smart he won't let me do anything hardly for
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