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Come along, you mad jade. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. . You heard her. 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. You don’t understand.
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