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Hey! I'm sorry! Mum, see how Peter is getting on, as I'd better explain what she, I mean he, has to do." The remarks we overheard about our beauty sent thrills of delight through both of us as we arranged the train as we had been told and joined the bride and groom at the altar, one of us on each side. But you're both boys! What on earth can you see in wearing girls' clothes?" That I could not answer, and neither could Anna; but by this time it was too late; we had arrived at the reception, and we alighted and escaped inside.

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