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. Now, I'll be getting along. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. ‘You!’ ‘Yes, it is I, mademoiselle,’ he continued in his own tongue. Marines. The tapstress was full of curiosity; but she appeared more easy than the others.
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