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- Author: Richard Marsh
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1981167048
- ISBN-13: 9781981167043
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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She was regarding, ruefully, the condition of her white satin shoes. They were articles which the ladies of the ballet had to provide for themselves. Twice she had sewn on fresh uppers, and now both uppers and soles had gone. Clearly it was a case in which a new pair would have to be bought. And yet, this week, money seemed shorter than ever. She wondered if skilful patching would not make them do till treasury. And, while she wondered, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." Polly Steele was the only visitor who ever came her way. She took it for granted that it was Polly now--though why Miss Steele should be so ceremonious as to knock she did not stop to think. She was continuing to consider the question of the possibility of repairing the shoes when a voice behind her caused her to spring to her feet with a start. "Pardon--Miss Lizzie Emmett?"
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- Author: Richard Marsh
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1981167048
- ISBN-13: 9781981167043
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
She was regarding, ruefully, the condition of her white satin shoes. They were articles which the ladies of the ballet had to provide for themselves. Twice she had sewn on fresh uppers, and now both uppers and soles had gone. Clearly it was a case in which a new pair would have to be bought. And yet, this week, money seemed shorter than ever. She wondered if skilful patching would not make them do till treasury. And, while she wondered, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." Polly Steele was the only visitor who ever came her way. She took it for granted that it was Polly now--though why Miss Steele should be so ceremonious as to knock she did not stop to think. She was continuing to consider the question of the possibility of repairing the shoes when a voice behind her caused her to spring to her feet with a start. "Pardon--Miss Lizzie Emmett?"
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