‘Oh, we was always in there, miss,’ admitted Joan, moving closer. "May I beg to know whom I've the pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. She bent down. A girl—at my age—is grown-up. " There was another pause. “I hope you have not come for that.
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