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"I was going to ask you that, Natalie. Have they quarreled, or
anything?"
"I don't think they meet at all, do they?"
"They met once since Clayton gave Doctor Haverford the car. Graham
helped her when she had got into a ditch, I believe. And I thought
perhaps they had quarreled about something."
"That would imply a degree of intimacy that hardly exists, does it?"
Natalie said, sharply.
But Mrs. Haverford had not fought the verbal battles of the parish
for twenty years in vain.
"It was the day of that unfortunate incident at the country club,
Natalie."
Natalie colored.
"Accident, rather than incident."
"How is the poor child?"
"He is quite well again," Natalie said impatiently "I can not
understand the amount of fuss every one makes over the boy. He ran
in front of where Graham was driving and got what he probably
deserved."
"I understand Clayton has given him a position."
"He has made him an office boy."
"How like dear Clayton!" breathed Mrs. Haverford, and counted the
honors as hers.


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