" "I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending her hand to him. White——” “No more,” Sydney Courtlaw begged, laughingly. " "A miniature! Of whom?" "That I can't say," replied Jack, mysteriously. 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. ‘Mademoiselle.
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