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"
I
like
your
dress
,
"
remarked
Mrs.
McKee
,
"
I
think
it
's
adorable
.
"
Mrs.
Wilson
rejected
the
compliment
by
raising
her
eyebrow
in
disdain
.
"
It
's
just
a
crazy
old
thing
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
just
slip
it
on
sometimes
when
I
do
n't
care
what
I
look
like
.
"
"
But
it
looks
wonderful
on
you
,
if
you
know
what
I
mean
,
"
pursued
Mrs.
McKee
.
"
If
Chester
could
only
get
you
in
that
pose
I
think
he
could
make
something
of
it
.
"
We
all
looked
in
silence
at
Mrs.
Wilson
,
who
removed
a
strand
of
hair
from
over
her
eyes
and
looked
back
at
us
with
a
brilliant
smile
.
Mr.
McKee
regarded
her
intently
with
his
head
on
one
side
,
and
then
moved
his
hand
back
and
forth
slowly
in
front
of
his
face
.
"
I
should
change
the
light
,
"
he
said
after
a
moment
.
"
I
'd
like
to
bring
out
the
modelling
of
the
features
.
And
I
'd
try
to
get
hold
of
all
the
back
hair
.
"
"
I
would
n't
think
of
changing
the
light
,
"
cried
Mrs.
McKee
.
"
I
think
it
's
--
--
"
Her
husband
said
"
sh
!
"
and
we
all
looked
at
the
subject
again
,
whereupon
Tom
Buchanan
yawned
audibly
and
got
to
his
feet
.
"
You
McKees
have
something
to
drink
,
"
he
said
.
"
Get
some
more
ice
and
mineral
water
,
Myrtle
,
before
everybody
goes
to
sleep
.
"
"
I
told
that
boy
about
the
ice
.
"
Myrtle
raised
her
eyebrows
in
despair
at
the
shiftlessness
of
the
lower
orders
.
"
These
people
!
You
have
to
keep
after
them
all
the
time
.
"
