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"It isn't so impracticable as you think, Mr. William Webster," said Polly O'Neill Burton from the depth of a big camp chair.
It was a warm April afternoon and tea was being served out under the elms not far from the Webster house. Mollie Webster sat before a big wicker table covered with the Webster tea service and china over a hundred years old.