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Cawthorne called for her with a caddy, to whom he gave her club. Part of her news he knew already, for Sir Felix a few hours earlier had coldly warned him that he would do all that one man could to prevent the "great purpose" from bearing fruit from practice. Dorothy was quite crestfallen about it, even though she had partially succeeded with her father. "Fancy Nuncs of all people in the world!" she began with a big, big sigh. "And I always thought I could do anything with him. I don't see how I can love him any more."
"I wouldn't say that," said Cawthorne.