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`` If she has told Dorothy , '' thought Tavia , `` there is no need for me to repeat it . '' So vanished the blessed power , truth , and so did the confusing and conflicting powers of deceit throng about her , and more than ever preclude the possibility of a happy solution for her difficulties . `` I must go home , '' she said dejectedly . `` Dad said I should be home by noon to-morrow . '' When Tavia had left her , Dorothy felt utterly helpless in facing the problems that now confronted her . `` One thing is certain , '' Dorothy told herself . `` Tavia must not go home .