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Laura, it's awful! Iris wailed and crossed the floor to pull up theworn shade. Donnell's eyes widen withrespect. When Irismade it clear that she was hurrying to a date, Mannie wasphilosophical. She pulled the earlier letter from itsenvelope and re-read the familiar lines.
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