Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. For a moment she too had started and faltered in her exit from the room. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the ground.
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