Then she goes to a dramatic agent. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. There must be persons tender and loving in this world. If he wants you, let him get you. “You shall go,” he declared. " "I'll bet she still smells to heaven with sour coconut. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. I can’t afford to get behind. So you are Prudence Remenham. " "Ask them, all of them, and I will gladly answer.
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