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“We belong to each other now really and truly, no make-believe. Doesn't it seem queer for me to belong to someone at last? It seems very, very sweet. And I shall never let you be sorry for a single instant. Yours, for ever and ever, Judy”

Quote by Jean Webster

Book:Daddy-Long-Legs
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Daddy-Long-Legs

Daddy-Long-Legs is a classic novel that explores themes of love, trust, and the transformative power of education. The story follows a young orphan girl who receives financial support from an anonymous benefactor, known only as Daddy-Long-Legs, who pays for her college education. The novel delves into the complex relationship between the two characters, revealing the true identity of Daddy-Long-Legs and the emotional journey of the protagonist. more

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Jean Webster
Jean Webster

Jean Webster was an American writer born on July 24, 1876, and died on June 11, 1916. Known for her humorous and witty writing style, her works were highly appreciated by readers. more

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