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The blue eyes flickered once and the pink deepened by just a shade in the cheeks.
"Prudence!" he said again, his voice dwelling softly, lovingly, on the word. She arose quickly to her feet.
"I am going now, if you are quite through your important matters!"
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"Prudence!" he begged. She
turned on him accusingly.
"You asked some one!" she cried.
"I didn't!" he answered, triumphantly. "I guessed it! I knew it was your name at once; something told me! Pru"
"I forbid you to say it again!" she flashed. "It is my name, and you have no right to call me by it!"
"I won't," he answered, cheerfully, "now that I have found out. But—may I say that I like it, that it suits you as no other name?"
