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Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. " "For mercy's sake go up stairs," implored Sheppard. Wood had prevented him from paying much attention to the previous scene. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. His brain reeled. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. He had done it. Sheila’s boys hadn’t been much help when they were around the house, anyway, they were more partial to lolling around on couches and running around with their girls. . . ” “All right. "Don't you know me, mother?" "Ah!" shrieked Mrs.
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