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Clara's whole aspect had fired Flareen

eyes, sparks to shoot to from her tawny head "I would strike him dead

first"

Peachy turned to Chiquita The color had poured into Chiquita's face

until her full brown eyes glared froirl-children Oh, will you help me?"

"I'll help you," Chiquita said steadily She added after a pause, "I

cannot believe that they'll dare, though"

"Oh, they'll dare anything," Peachy said bitterly Earth-men are devils

What shall we do, Julia? she asked wearily

Julia had arisen She stood upright Curiously, she did not totter And

despite her shorn pinions, she seeed Victory of the air Her face ace gloith rage As on that

fateful day at the Clubhouse, it was as though a fire had been built in

an alabaster vase But as they looked at her, a rush of tears wiped the

flaain on the couch She put her hands

over her face and sobbed "At last," she said strangely "At last! At

last! At last!"

"What shall we do, Julia?" Peachy asked stonily

"Rebel!" answered Julia