She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup.
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