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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Prince of Graustark"

King remarked, apropos
of nothing and quite out of a clear sky, so to speak:
"And she'll do anything her parents command her to do, that's the
worst of it."
"What are you talking about? It's your shot."
"If they order her to marry a title, she'll do it. That's the way
she's been brought up, I'm afraid."
"Meaning Maud?"
"Certainly. Who else? Poor thing, she hasn't a chance in the world,
with that mother of hers."
"Shoot, please. Mark up six for me, Dank."
"Wait till you see her, Bobby."
"All right. I'll wait," said he cheerfully.
The next day Count Quinnox and King returned from the city, coming up
in a private car with Mr. Blithers himself.
"I'll have Maud drive me over this afternoon," said Mr. Blithers, as
they parted at the station.
But Maud did not drive him over that afternoon. The pride, joy and
hope of the Blithers family flatly refused to be a party of any such
arrangement, and set out for a horse-back ride in a direction that
took her as far away from Red Roof as possible.
"What's come over the girl?" demanded Mr.


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