Arrived at the secret door, she grasped the lever that opened it and placed the lantern on the floor. “Why should it matter?” he said. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. 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. One little minute with soap and water, voilà tout. To his relief, Mrs Sindlesham stepped into the breach, grasping her cane and rising painfully from her chair.
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