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Soon after this the Fanshawes gave a dinner, and invited the Moncktons. It was, in fact, a dinner for Catherine, who hadn't enjoyed their dance very much, they felt. Dinners were perhaps pleasanter for her now, they decided. It couldn't be much fun, Ned had remarked, to sit looking on at that great red-headed lout of hers dancing with a pack of girls, just as if she were chaperoning her débutant s
‘Oh hush, Ned! ' cried Kitty Fanshawe, stamping her foot.