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Monday morning brought considerable improvement. That is to say, Leila, having no book to read, and in her secret heart still faithful to the character of innocent and unappreciated martyr which she had imagined for herself, got out of bed almost as soon as she was awakened, dressed herself in silent dignity, and even offered to help Christabel.
"No thank you," Chrissie replied loftily, "I don't want any one to do anything for me except tying my hair, and Harriet can do that much, I suppose."