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‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. I’ve been wondering where she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things. “Oh, you know,” she said. The youth with the hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and against the women’s vote. During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword.
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