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’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. 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. It would surely be only common politeness to drop her a hint—a fellow countrywoman too. “Okay.
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