Jim thudded dismally along in her wake. Charity was in the drawing-room wearing her politest face. She could tell from Kedzie's very pose that she was as welcome as a submarine.
Kedzie said, "Awfully decent of you to come," and gave her a handful of cold, limp fingers.
Charity politely pretended that she had called unexpectedly and that she w
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