She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone. But what did he know beyond these facts? Nothing, clearly. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. Then she reverted to the trousers.
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