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Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. . She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. On that basis alone, he had no right to give or accept love. F. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. “Why not?” He asked.
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