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She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. 271 His parents suggested that he go into therapy. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. ‘You have something more to tell me?’ Jack grinned. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray.
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