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. . ’ ‘Don’t you believe it. “Very funny. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. Prudence shook her head. ” “I don’t care if it does,” said Ann Veronica.
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