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🏆 He drove her back to Paris, and she promised to come and see him in his studio and let him introduce her to his artist friends. Joan heard a faint rustle and looked up. A woman had entered. It was the girl she had met there on a Christmas Day, a Miss Ensor. Joan had met her once or twice since then. She was still in the chorus. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes.!

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