The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. ” “And now—I am to lose you. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make it look all ropy and weird. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life.
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