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WHEN EVELYN CAME
WELL, just then, Evelyn, hearing the racket, I expect, came in. Dave thought it was Jon and hid behind the door and jumped out and yelled and flung his arms about her all at once. Gosh-a-mighty! He looked like he'd been shot—he was so surprised—and close! And Evelyn—she was as scared and trembly and fighty as a little heifer—and afterward tried to cry and get mad and look ugly—all at once. But it was no use. Dave held her by the hands and apologized like a gentleman of the highest kind. He bowed and scraped like she was a queen, and he a prince, and called her "madame"! But he didn't let her go. And Evelyn—at last she just stood still and listened, like his voice was music to her. Then she managed to look—sidewise—
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