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97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. Wood thought them both remarkably plain, but Mr. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned that she had been imposed upon. His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own.
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