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‟WELL," said Marjorie, "I suppose we've got those boys on our hands for this whole day"; and the Duchess's pretty brow wrinkled as if with the cares of a nation.
It was the morning after the play, and the house was in a state of "chaos and old night," as Betty expressed it.