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I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. "My friend here," said McClintock, "tells me you are looking for a job. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. Father and daughter regarded each other warily, each more than a little insecure with the other. I must go to work again.
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