Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. Wood, contemptuously. Do you think it’s nothing to me to have my daughter running about London looking for odd jobs and disgracing herself?” “Sha’n’t get odd jobs,” said Ann Veronica, wiping her eyes.
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