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He had been the one to dress her in the finest silks and brocades, and here she was, displayed for the world to see in 248 drugstore makeup and the uniform of an old schoolteacher. ” “You don’t. Brown or Jones, I dare say. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows. There was the motor accident, too. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess.
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