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Patricia hesitated. "But perhaps you'd rather have an easier costume,—Aladdin's mother, or——" Men do business well, but when women enter the field they are geniuses at money extracting. I felt myself already clothed perfectly when that girl said my figure "commanded" a proper dress. Of course, Klein pays Madame Courtier a commission for the customers she passes on to him. The one for me must have looked to her like a big transaction. "At my house at Deanminster," replied the doctor with great deliberation..
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