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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

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Which was her way of telling Hannah to go. Hannah glared at
her.
"If you take my advice, Miss Jane," she said. "You'll keep
away from Miss Barbara."
And she went out, slaming the door.
"Well!" gasped Jane. "Such impertanence. Old servant or
not, she ought to have her mouth slaped."
Well, I told Jane the plan and she was perfectly crazy
about it. I had a headache, but she helped me into my street
things, and got Sis's rose hat for me while Sis was at the
telephone. Then we went out.
First we telephoned Carter Brooks, and he said tomorrow
morning would do, and he'd give a couple of reporters the word
to hang around father's office at the mill. He said to have
Adrian there at ten o'clock.
"Are you sure your father will do it?" he asked. "We don't
want a flivver, you know."
"He's making a principal of it," I said. "When he makes a
principal of a thing, he does it."
"Good for father!" Carter said. "Tell him not to be to
gentle. And tell your Actor-friend to make a lot of fuss. The
more the better. I'll see the Policeman at the mill, and he'll
probably take him up.


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