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"
Leave
it
.
Leave
it
,
"
said
Eloise
.
"
I
hate
this
damn
rug
anyway
.
I
’
ll
get
you
another
.
"
"
No
,
look
,
I
have
more
than
half
left
!
"
Mary
Jane
held
up
her
glass
.
"
Sure
?
"
said
Eloise
.
"
Gimme
a
cigarette
.
"
Mary
Jane
extended
her
pack
of
cigarettes
,
saying
"
Oh
,
I
’
m
dying
to
see
her
.
Who
does
she
look
like
now
?
"
Eloise
struck
a
light
.
"
Akim
Tamiroff
.
"
"
No
,
seriously
.
"
"
Lew
.
She
looks
like
Lew
.
When
his
mother
comes
over
,
the
three
of
them
look
like
triplets
.
"
Without
sitting
up
,
Eloise
reached
for
a
stack
of
ashtrays
on
the
far
side
of
the
cigarette
table
.
She
successfully
lifted
off
the
top
one
and
set
it
down
on
her
stomach
.
"
What
I
need
is
a
cocker
spaniel
or
something
,
"
she
said
.
"
Somebody
that
looks
like
me
.
"
"
How
’
re
her
eyes
now
?
"
Mary
Jane
asked
.
"
I
mean
they
’
re
not
any
worse
or
anything
,
are
they
?
"
"
God
!
Not
that
I
know
of
.
"
