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"And now we'll go to Kew and say how-do-you-do to the rhododendrons," / cried Dorothy, as she rolled up her napkin and slipped it into the / silver ring that lay beside her plate. "I'll go and make myself smart; / and mother" -- she paused at the door -- "mind you put on your new hat that / makes you look so wicked."
Mrs. West smiled what Dorothy called her "Saturday afternoon smile."