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"
They
’
re
waiting
for
me
now
.
See
you
in
the
morning
.
"
He
went
out
and
she
was
left
alone
with
Evie
.
The
dress
she
had
arranged
to
wear
for
Dolly
’
s
party
was
placed
over
a
chair
.
Julia
smeared
her
face
with
cleansing
cream
.
"
Evie
,
Mr
.
Fennel
will
be
ringing
up
tomorrow
.
Will
you
say
I
’
m
out
?
"
Evie
looked
in
the
mirror
and
caught
Julia
’
s
eyes
.
"
And
if
he
rings
up
again
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
hurt
his
feelings
,
poor
lamb
,
but
I
have
a
notion
I
shall
be
very
much
engaged
for
some
time
now
.
"
Evie
sniffed
loudly
,
and
with
that
rather
disgusting
habit
of
hers
drew
her
forefinger
across
the
bottom
of
her
nose
.
"
I
understand
,
"
she
said
dryly
.
"
I
always
said
you
weren
’
t
such
a
fool
as
you
looked
.
"
Julia
went
on
with
her
face
.
"
What
’
s
that
dress
doing
on
that
chair
?
"
"
That
?
That
’
s
the
dress
you
said
you
’
d
wear
for
the
party
.
"
