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If I knew _half_ as much and were _half_ as lovely-- Why, do you know, Diane, she set me right about some ridiculous quotation, and I never try to get them straight, for _half_ the time I find my own way so _much_ more expressive.

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There's Philip Poynter with a tennis racquet again! Diane, I'm losing patience with him." From her madcap craving for new sensation, Ann was destined to evolve an inspiration which with customary energy and Diane's interested connivance she swept through to fruition, unaware that Fate marched, leering, at her heels..