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McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. That is why I called myself Anna. F. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression. It could not go on much longer, her luck. ’ She struck her hands together.
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