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By the way," she added cheerfully, "I'm dipping into the younger set myself to-night--on Eileen's account.

I brought her out Thursday and I'm giving a dinner for her to-night." "Who's Eileen ?" he asked.
"Eileen?
Why, don't you--why, of _course_, you don't know yet that I've taken Eileen for my own.