This is also the ragged edge of the world, too. "The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. Lucy sat in the back seat as the trio sped through intersections in the old sedan. The iron slipped from his face, leaving it blank with astonishment.
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