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opened his mouth angrily to reply but was stopped by the door suddenly opening
again. We both turned in surprise to see the head of a young girl in a straw hat
peering into the room, lips pressed primly as she scanned the room. She paused
for a fraction of a moment as she saw us staring back wordlessly, dismissed us,
then passed on to the clearly empty desk. She nodded as if taking in the fact. She
came fully into the room, and I could she was wearing a plain green dress, with
white fringe on the skirt and sleeve appointments. Even the ribbons on her hat
were plain but starched freshly white. There was a kind of traveling cape
around her shoulders and she carried a covered basket in the crook of her left
arm. Continuing to ignore us she chose a seat on the other side of the room as
if leaving a safety zone between the sexes and sat down with a rustle.
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