"Thank you, Mrs. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. She looked and felt like a fairy princess. Her lover surely did not 223 understand the implications of what he had asked for and his lust blinded him to the realities of existence even now. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. “I never dreamt!” she said.
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