She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly about them. "Did you write it?" "No. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired.
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