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One day that she went to Freshitt to fulfil her pro baby washed, Mrs Cadwallader ca excursion It was a war-room, where the fine old turf sloped from the

open ards a lilied pool and well-planted h to ht curls reflect with

pity on what Dodo must feel in her black dress and close cap But this

was not until some episodes with baby were over, and had left her mind

at leisure She had seated herself and taken up a fan for souttural--

"Dear Dodo, do throw off that cap I am sure your dress must make you

feel ill"

"I am so used to the cap--it has beco "I feel rather bare and exposed when it is off"

"I must see you without it; it oing to Dorothea It was a pretty picture to see

this little lady in whitethe 's cap fro it on to a chair Just as the coils

and braids of dark-brown hair had been set free, Sir James entered the

room He looked at the released head, and said, "Ah!" in a tone of

satisfaction

"It was I who did it, James," said Celia "Dodo need not ; she need not wear that cap anyher

friends"