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” “Why not? Your spirits at least should be good. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. "Let me see him. "It's a pump, like an organ. They always get back together. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. Too bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician. He's the most daring and expert housebreaker that ever used a crow-bar. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. Dear me, what a nuisance it is to have a pseudo husband shot down upon one from the skies.
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