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JOY. [With consternation.] Oh! but Mother, I must come.

Bay, about a mile to the westward of Woodhaven, which,

MRS. GWYN. (Forcing a smile.) Oh, well, if you must, you must!

Bay, about a mile to the westward of Woodhaven, which,

Don't rumple me again. Here's Uncle Tom.

Bay, about a mile to the westward of Woodhaven, which,

JOY. [Quickly.] Mother, we're going to dance tonight; promise to dance with me--there are three more girls than men, at least--and don't dance too much with--with--you know--because I'm--[dropping her voice and very still]--jealous.

MRS. GWYN. [Forcing a laugh.] You are funny!

JOY. [Very quickly.] I haven't made any engagements because of you.

[The COLONEL approaches through the wall.]

COLONEL. [Genially.] Why, Molly! [He kisses her.] What made you come by the towing-path?

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