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Chapter two-3
She paid for everything by cheque with the exception of the hat. Having left the shop, she said to Dawes, once everything had been placed in the carriage beside her, “I knew what you were thinking when I was trying on the black hats and, while I can cover my hair in the daytime, I am wondering what I should do about it in the evening.” “I were a-wonderin’ the same thing meself,” Dawes admitted, “and I thinks if you’re accepted for the job, I’ll ’ave to get you a wig.” Norina gave a little cry and clapped her hands. “Dawes, you are brilliant! I never thought of it, but, of course, a wig is the perfect solution and, as I bought a lot of black ribbon, I can tie it where the wig joins my forehead.” “You’ll still look young, Miss Norina,” Dawes said, “so just you remember to keep them spe
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