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. He kissed her at the door. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. He had been the one to dress her in the finest silks and brocades, and here she was, displayed for the world to see in 248 drugstore makeup and the uniform of an old schoolteacher. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. CHAPTER X. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. All at once he recollected the fact that McClintock's copra plantation was down that way, somewhere in the South Seas; had an island of his own. He walked with bent head. She painted on the Root Beer Lip Smackers lip gloss that Shari had bought her last Christmas and rouged her cheeks as she had long ago as she once had for Sebastian. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. You may not know it, but it's easier to find a guy that's gone far than it is when he lays dogo in little old New York. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre.
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