Everything was going to hell. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. She looked steadfastly out. It gave her great satisfaction to hear that Madame Chamberlain had spent a night in the county jail, even if the nocturnal activities picked right up again after two weeks. Run along while I rig up and get the part in my hair straight. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. "You shall see him to-morrow.
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