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Look here," she cried, wheeling upon the V. A. D., "you Britishers
are so terribly correct. I'll show you a little shirtsleeve diplomacy.
Besides, if you don't come in on this you can have the matron, and I'll
take Barry," she said with a threatening smile. "Watch me!" she added,
as she ran away.
"What a splendid girl!" said the V. A. D. "And that captivating American
way she has. Perfectly ripping, I call it. I do hope we shall be
friends."
In a short time Paula came rushing back into the room, announcing
triumphantly that arrangements had been made according to her programme,
with the matron in hearty accord.
"And she sends her love," she said to the V. A. D. "She would not have
you on any account miss this party. She is desperately grieved that she
cannot accept my invitation to join us. Of course, I knew the old dear
couldn't. And we are to meet her afterwards."
The little lunch party was, on the whole, a success. To the conversation
Paula contributed the larger part, Barry doing his best to second her.


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