’ Mrs Sindlesham’s alert glance found his. Not wisely but too well. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray.
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