A small voice greeted her, hissing. " So saying, he unbuckled the belt to which the janizary's hanger was attached, and fastened it to his own girdle. 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. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights approached their car.
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