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27682	MacKaye, Harold Steele	The Panchronicon			.txt	text/plain	79381	6975	90	"Oh, I know you ain't overly rich right now," said Droop, "Look, Rebecca!" cried Phoebe, as she entered the door, "here's a new "The thing must be all right, Mr. Droop," she said; "an' come to think Droop opened his eyes very wide indeed, and Rebecca said, earnestly: "That ain't Phoebe," said Rebecca, dejectedly. "Never mind our dresses, Mr. Droop," said Phoebe. "Why, Rebecca," said Phoebe, laughing, "do you suppose five miles is "I tell you what, Mr. Droop," said Rebecca, sternly, but with a little "You don't need to whisper--speak right up, Mr. Droop," said Rebecca, "We can't air our beds fer three days, Phoebe," said Rebecca. "But 'tain't that, Phoebe," said Rebecca, with great concern. "Why, Rebecca Wise," said Phoebe, "you know it will be hours before "But, Rebecca," said Phoebe, stepping back and wiping her eyes, "what Rebecca looked with troubled eyes into Phoebe's face and said,	./cache/27682.txt	./txt/27682.txt