I wish I was a chemist, but it is now too late.

Still, I wish I was a chemist.

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[Illustration: _Aunt._ "I can't think of letting you two girls go alone,

and as I shall not be able to go your Uncle will look after you."

_Niece._ "That's very kind of him, Auntie; but I hope you don't expect

us to cling to his apron strings all the time."]

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