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“
Cinderella
.
But
you
’
re
going
to
tell
me
the
real
one
now
,
aren
’
t
you
?
”
She
shook
her
head
with
a
wicked
look
.
“
Not
even
why
you
’
re
here
?
”
“
Oh
,
that
!
I
suppose
you
’
ve
heard
of
members
of
my
profession
‘
resting
.
’
”
“
At
expensive
French
watering
-
places
?
”
“
Dirt
cheap
if
you
know
where
to
go
.
”
I
eyed
her
keenly
.
“
Still
,
you
’
d
no
intention
of
coming
here
when
I
met
you
two
days
ago
?
”
“
We
all
have
our
disappointments
,
”
said
Miss
Cinderella
sententiously
.
“
There
now
,
I
’
ve
told
you
quite
as
much
as
is
good
for
you
.
Little
boys
should
not
be
inquisitive
.
You
’
ve
not
yet
told
me
what
you
’
re
doing
here
?
Got
the
M
.
P
.
in
tow
,
I
suppose
,
doing
the
gay
boy
on
the
beach
.
”
I
shook
my
head
.
“
Guess
again
.
You
remember
my
telling
you
that
my
great
friend
was
a
detective
?
”
