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I am going up to dine with my sister. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. ‘Parbleu, that pig, he will ruin all. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified.
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