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She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me. And that confounded engagement!” “Gone!” They came upon a platform, and stood before her compartment. “One has to live and learn,” she remarked, with a passable imitation of her father’s manner. “Just the box only.
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