Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. A note of belligerency had crept into his tone. “You must come home to him at once,” said Miss Stanley. There was also the daunting task of getting dressed. Only she is not Madame Valade at all.
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