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It was clear that Bergsma was pleased, and Marion Cameron held her breath in thrilled alarm.
-"You've done it--why! you've done it rippingly," said Bergsma, in his intermittent foreign accent, which now made a w and y precede the r in "rippingly." He did not look up, but read on eagerly from the sheet that Marion had typed for him, this morning, before he came into the study. She had felt tired, on waking, after the late evening with its difficult job, and then the exciting sense of having done it not so badly; she had hardly slept a wink, but she was at Bergsma's house much earlier than usual, so that all should be in best array when Bergsma came, and she herself in something that might figure as composure.