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. "I know not—and care not," replied Jack. Ray did not pace, he just stood. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head.
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