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miss her! Think of missing Judy! We would never have believed it!"
"It's like seeing how a book turns out, to watch her priggishness and smuggishness all melting away," Nancy said. "I should n't like to see her slip back into the old Judyisms, and neither would mother. Mother'll probably keep her, for I know Mr. Manson thinks it's only a matter of a few months before Uncle Allan dies."
"And mother would n't want a Carey to grow up into an imitation Gladys Ferguson; but that's what Judy would be, in course of time."
Julia took Mrs. Ferguson's letter herself to her Aunt Margaret, showing many signs of perturbation in her usually tranquil face.
Mrs. Carey read it through carefully. "It is a very kind, generous offer, Julia. Your father cannot be consulted about it, so you must decide. You would have every luxury, and your life would be full of change and pleasure; while with us it must be, in the nature of things, busy and frugal for a long time to come."
"But I am one more to feed and clothe, Aunt Margaret, and there is so little money!"
"I know, but you are one more to help, after all. The days are soon coming when Nancy and Gilbert will be out in the world, helping themselves. You and Kathleen could stay with Peter
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