Betty was scribbling industriously over some paper with a pencil when her mother asked her what she was drawing.

Betty was scribbling industriously over some paper with a pencil when her mother asked her what she was drawing. I'm not drawing, Mom, she said indignantly, I'm writing a letter to Fred. But you can't write, Mom pointed out. That's all right, said Betty, Fred can't read.

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