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`` How could you think that I would stoop to such a thing ? '' `` Stoop ! '' `` Yes , '' she snapped , `` -- pose for an artist ! I 'd as soon think of rushing stark naked through Twenty-third Street at noon ! '' The older woman looked at her flushed face , suppressed a sharp answer , broke into a fit of laughter and threw her arms around Mary 's neck . `` Honey , you 're such a hopeless little fool , you 're delicious ! You know that I love you -- do n't you ? ''