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"Clarence," says Dr. Ferguson, as he with Miss Jenkins was strolling on the lawn, a day or two after the ball"My dear, you really must give up such frivolity. It is all very well, in its own way, to have dogs and animals for pets, but to caress and fondle them as you do is dangerous; microbes are"
"Indeed!" interrupts Clarence, as she tosses her head, "if you think you are going to dictate to me, it would be better for us to part now, for I am fully determined to have my dogsyes, and to kiss them, too.