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I don’t think you understand. “Forgive me,” he said. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. ” “She doesn’t care for him now?” “Not a bit. And, by way of checking his housekeeper's familiarity, he pointed significantly to the table. We needn’t try and give ourselves airs. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me.
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