She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. It never has had. “Go on!” she commanded.
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