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Uncle Jerry coughed and stirred in his chair a good deal during Rebecca's recital, but he carefully concealed any undue feeling of sympathy, just muttering, "Poor little soul! We'll see what we can do for her!"
"You will take me to Maplewood, won't you, Mr. Cobb? " begged Rebecca piteously.