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She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. She screamed at Sebastian. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. ’ His brows rose. He knew me, Nigel. “It rests with them by the nature of things. And what on earth do you want to darken your eyebrows and use so much make-up for at your age? You’re exactly twenty-three, and you’re got up as much as a woman of forty-five. But then, because my papa had no money, you understand, he sent me to a convent. We have seen pitted cheeks, which we would not exchange for dimples and a satin skin. "Very well," said Rachel, with a toss of her pretty head, "very well.
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