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envelope. It had a special delivery stamp on it, and was postmarked "New Orleans."

"Paul," he cried breathlessly.

He read his mother's note hurriedly; "Gay, dear; I'm at the beauty shop if you want me. Love, Mother."

Then, he tore open the grey envelope.

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