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           "IworethiswhenIwasnine,"shesaid.

           Janeturneditinherhandandsaid,"Hownice."

           "Let’ssee!"criedAlice.

           "AndhereisatinyringIworewhenIwaseight,"saidMrs.Bentley."Itdoesn’tfitmyfingernow.YoulookthroughitandseetheTowerofPisareadytofall."

           "Let’sseeitlean!"ThegirlspasseditbackandforthbetweenthemuntilTomefittedittoherhand."Why,it’sjustmysize!"sheexclaimed.

           "Andthecombfitsmyhead!"gaspedAlice.

           Mrs.Bentleyproducedsomejackstones."Here,"shesaid."Ionceplayedwiththese."

           Shethrewthem.Theymadeaconstellationontheporch.

           "Andhere!"Intriumphsheflashedhertrumpcard,apostalpictureofherselfwhenshewassevenyearsold,inadresslikeayellowbutterfly,withhergoldencurlsandblownblue-glasseyesandangelicpoutinglips.

           "Who’sthislittlegirl?"askedJane.

           "It’sme!"

           Thetwogirlsheldontoit.

           "Butitdoesn’tlooklikeyou,"saidJanesimply."Anybodycouldgetapicturelikethis,somewhere."

           Theylookedatherforalongmoment.

           "Anymorepictures,Mrs.Bentley?"askedAlice."Ofyou,later?Yougotapictureofyouatfifteen,andoneattwenty,andoneatfortyandfifty?"

           Thegirlschortled.

           "Idon’thavetoshowyouanything!"saidMrs.Bentley."Thenwedon’thavetobelieveyou,"repliedJane.

           "ButthispictureprovesIwasyoung!"

           "That’ssomeotherlittlegirl,likeus.Youborrowedit."

           "Iwasmarried!"

           "Where’sMr.