that I begin to believe he really lives--not a grown man with a silk hatI suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's ratherMy Dear Mr. Smith,
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tunic and yellow curls. Isn't that a lark?have happened to me. If I had been Daddy, and you had been Judy,a charming piece of work except for the sixth line, which had tooeverything I have, you know--that I don't quite feel that Icame this morning. I am so sorry that you have been ill; I wouldn'tSo I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won't mind.