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"I was thinking of his cap," said Cazalet, but only as they returned to the tradesmen's door, and just as Blanche put in her word, "What about me?"
Mr. Drinkwater eyed the trim white figure standing in the sun. "The more the merrier! " his grim humor had it. "I dare say you'll be able to teach us a thing or two as well, miss."