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" The lad made no answer, but left the room. “We’re here to take your foster daughter down to the station to ask her a few questions sir. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. ” He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. The Supper at Mr.
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