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LLOYD sat with her elbows on the white kitchen table, watching Joyce at / her Saturday afternoon baking. Five busy days had passed since her / coming, and she felt almost as much at home in the Wigwam as any of the / Wares. Phil had been there every day. Mrs. Lee had invited her to the / ranch to tea, where she had met all the interesting boarders she had / heard so much about. Jack, Holland, and Norman devoted themselves to her / entertainment, and Mary followed her so adoringly, and copied so / admiringly every gesture and intonation, that Holland called her "Miss / Copy-cat" whenever he spoke to her out of his mother's hearing.
Lloyd could not fail to see how they all looked up to her, and it was / exceedingly pleasant to be petted and deferred to by everybody, and on / all occasions. The novelty of the place had not yet worn off, and she / enjoyed watching Joyce at her housekeeping duties, and helped whenever / she would allow it.