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It was a letter. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes. A large body of the constables of Westminster next made their appearance, the chief of whom entered the Lodge, where they were speedily joined by the civic authorities. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. His car, a black Alfa Romeo, waited at the end of the subdivision. Although she had refused to answer his impertinent questions. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. I begin to fear I might be purposely go out of the way.
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