“I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. The girl nodded sagely. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. Get on with it, then. Mere hangers on.
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