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“Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. ‘Difficult, I grant you. They can’t help seeing things in the way they do. Hartford, Connecticut; she had registered that address; but there was something so mystifyingly Oriental about her that the address only thickened the haze behind which she moved. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald.
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