["Hazel flung both arms around Mrs. Blossom's neck"]
["'I want to tell you why I came up here'"]
["The two girls leaned over the box as Hazel took off the wrapper"]
A DAUGHTER OF THE RICH
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MOLASSES TEA
"Good-night, Martie," called a sweet voice down the stairway.
"Good-night, Rose dear; I thought you were asleep."
"Good-night, Martie," duetted the twins, in the shrillest of treble and falsetto.
"Good-night, you rogues; go to sleep; you 'll wake baby."