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“Why—good heavens, girl! How in theworld did you escape?”
Dorothy Dixon heard the low, eagerwhisper at her elbow but disregarded it.She was intent on selecting a tie from thecolorful rack on the counter before her.She spoke to the clerk:
“I’ll take this one, and that’ll make four.I hope Daddy will approve my taste inChristmas presents,” she smiled, and laida bill on her purchases.
“But—please, dear, tell me! Don’t youknow I’m worried crazy? Who let youout?”
This time Dorothy felt a touch on herarm. She wheeled quickly to face a tall,slender young fellow of twenty-two orthree. As she stared at him, half indignant,half wondering, sh