There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. Solomon Smith received something very like a rebuff. No one could take the place for anything but what it was, and even Gosse hesitated in the doorway. What could I do at home? The other’s a crumple-up—just surrender. 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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