Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. Your mother, for instance, couldn’t. " The girl smiled and began to munch a sandwich.
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