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"
You
sure
look
pretty
tonight
,
ladies
.
You
looked
cool
this
afternoon
,
Miss
Lavinia
,
when
you
was
in
for
a
chocolate
soda
.
So
cool
and
nice
that
someone
asked
after
you
.
"
"
Oh
?
"
"
Man
sitting
at
the
counter
—
watched
you
walk
out
.
Said
to
me
,
’
say
,
who
’
s
that
?
’
Why
,
that
’
s
Lavinia
Nebbs
,
prettiest
maiden
lady
in
town
,
I
said
.
’
she
’
s
beautiful
,
’
he
said
.
‘
Where
does
she
live
?
’
"
Here
the
druggist
paused
uncomfortably
.
"
You
didn
’
t
!
"
said
Francine
.
"
You
didn
’
t
give
him
her
address
,
I
hope
?
You
didn
’
t
!
"
"
I
guess
I
didn
’
t
think
.
I
said
,
‘
Oh
,
over
on
Park
Street
,
you
know
,
near
the
ravine
.
’
A
casual
remark
.
But
now
,
tonight
,
them
finding
the
body
,
I
heard
a
minute
ago
,
I
thought
,
My
God
,
what
’
ve
I
done
!
"
He
handed
over
the
package
,
much
too
full
.
"
You
fool
!
"
cried
Francine
,
and
tears
were
in
her
eyes
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
.
Course
,
maybe
it
was
nothing
.
"
Lavinia
stood
with
the
three
people
looking
at
her
,
staring
at
her
.
She
felt
nothing
.
Except
,
perhaps
,
the
slightest
prickle
of
excitement
in
her
throat
.
She
held
out
her
money
automatically
.
"
There
’
s
no
charge
on
those
peppermints
,
"
said
the
druggist
,
turning
to
shuffle
some
papers
.
