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Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. His glance came up again and met hers. “Look after her! Why not? But you have done it all your life. Before she put on her sun-helmet, she paused before the mirror. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table. " "The very idea is dreadful," whimpered Edgeworth Bess. I am very, very sorry, but you must listen to me.
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