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“Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I am going to take a liberty. It was empty. ” She commanded him in a low tone. His face changed and she saw, with a stab at her heart, the dawning of irritation in his eyes. “Diedermayer’s a kiss-ass. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. Ireton rushed forward to open the wicket for him.
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