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It was ten o'clock when Pauline came at last. a flushed, starry-eyed Pauline, looking ten years younger, in spite of the resumed taffeta and the old hat, and carrying a beautiful bouquet which she hurriedly presented to the grim lady in the wheel-chair.
-"The bride sent you her bouquet, Ma. Isn't it lovely? Twenty-five white roses."