There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. She slipped on a white clingy imitation silk tee-shirt, a sexy number that Shari had bought on super-sale at the Limited. “It seems to me all madness—madness! Just because your father—wouldn’t let you disobey him!” Part 3 In the afternoon the task of expostulation was taken up by Mr. “But your hair,” he gasped. .
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