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When the Girls Came Out He looked puzzled, and I hastily went on.

"She will have to get over it, I suppose—like Anne. As you say, Georgie, you can't marry all these girls and perhaps—"

"Who the devil's that?" Georgie, facing my study window, broke out with an amazed stare. Something in bright and beautiful summer colors had drifted past, framed for one brief second against the green of the beech tree.

Voices in the hall. Not Drusilla's, for she, of course, was out with Matthew Arnold. A tap at my study door! then someone flung it widely open to disclose a radiant vision; softly rustling, delicately and faintly perfumed, and gowned in exquisite primrose color, her glowing, charming face dazzling us from a wonderful white hat, tied with fresh filmy strings under her delightful chin! Of all people in the world, the Goddess Girl!

"Oh, Georgie!" she cried, with afresh ripple of a laugh. "I've come back!" 275