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\"Goodheavens！HaveIcopiedPetertooclosely？\"
Shesatthinkingaminuteandthenshedecidedshehadnot。
AndinthisconnectionyouwillwanttoknowhowIamprogressinginmyfriendshipwiththejuniorpartner，andwhatkindofmotoristIammaking。Iamstilldrivingtwiceaweek，andlatelyonSundaysinalargercar，takingDanaandanewspaperfriendofhersalong。IthinkIhavedriveneveryhazardthatthispartofCaliforniaaffordsexceptthemountains；Mr。Snowisstillmercifulaboutthem。
Lindadear，Iknowwhatyou\'redyingtoknow。YouwanttoknowwhetherMr。Snowisinthesamedepthsofmourningaswhenouracquaintancefirstbegan。This，mydearchild，isveryreprehensibleofyou。Younggirlswithbraidsdowntheirbacks——andbytheway，Linda，youdidnottellmewhathappened\"aftertheballwasover。\"Didyougotoschoolthenextmorningwithbraidsdownyourback，orwearingyourcoronet？BecauseonthatdependswhatIhavetosaytoyounow；ifyouwentwithbraids，you\'restillmylittlegirlchum，thecleanest，finestkidIhaveeverknown；butifyouworeyourcoronet，thenyou\'reawomanandmyequalandmydearestfriend，fardearerthanDanaeven；andItellyouthis，Linda，becauseIwantyoualwaystounderstandthatyoucomefirst。