“Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. That wasn’t even the worst thing. Shari squealed, clutching her towel around her. Spurlock knew that somewhere along the way he would write a story worth while.
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