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I did not have to dig deep in my imagination to create the status-obsessed suburban environment of Lucy’s modern milieu. Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn. The latter took from his pocket a small note-book and pencil. It consisted of a full-dress coat of brown flowered velvet, laced with silver; a waistcoat of white satin, likewise richly embroidered; shoes with red heels, and large diamond buckles; pearlcoloured silk stockings with gold clocks; a muslin cravat, or steen-kirk, as it was termed, edged with the fine point lace; ruffles of the same material, and so ample as almost to hide the tips of his fingers; and a silver-hilted sword. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. ‘Oh, ah. Well, this was the side of the world where things like that happened. What’s that?” They both stood listening. Tell him the truth, Annabel. “The Annabel who lives here, who sings every night at the ‘Unusual’? They call her by your old name. She may afford us some necessary information. We'll have him yet.
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