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"I didn't know the old
sandpiper had so much poetry in his soul."
"So perfectionately lofely a younk lady nefer did I saw," exclaimed
Carl, clasping his hands and holding them before him, while he rolled
his eyes toward the ceiling.
"She's all thet," said Bud. "But come down ter airth. Stella ain't up
among ther rafters."
Ted had said nothing, and Stella looked at him. He was regarding her
attentively.
Her look said: "What do _you_ think?"
He answered it with a look of admiration that satisfied her that he
thought her perfect.
"I think I like you best in the everyday clothes," he said quietly. "But
that gown is as if you were made for it and it was made for you."
The thought had come into Ted's mind that some day, in the far future,
they would lose their girl pard, and society or duties elsewhere would
claim her.
Stella understood him and agreed with him.
Soon they were ready to start for the ball. The carriage was got out and
Carl volunteered to drive the horses, while the other boys rode.


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