At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand. She didn’t choose her man. “Do you happen to know whether she is supposed to be here?” “Very likely indeed,” Captain Fred Meddoes answered, lighting a cigarette. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. She found pieces of it on the blacktop near the green dumpster, amazingly small pieces considering the fabric’s original heft.
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