"Who has a daughter?" she asked. "Can't you speak a little lower, Sue? Your voice goes through my head like a needle. Who is it that has a daughter?" Sue's bright face fell for an instant, and she swung her sunbonnet impatiently; but the next moment she started again at full speed.…
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