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Mrs. Bates's eyes. Her employer had clearly not blamed her for the accident and was as pleasant as ever when she summoned Linda to read to her in the evening. She made no more than a single humorous comment about her nephew's visit. She was also very complimentary about the blouse and long skirt Linda had purchased, which she wore for her employer's approval. |
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"Very elegant. Very ladylike, my dear. Shopping is very different now than in my young days. Then one had to have garments made to order or purchase one's clothing in very expensive shops to find anything acceptable to a lady's taste. Now all the large emporiums sell very nice clothing so inexpensively." |
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Linda agreed. In fact she had herself been pleasantly surprised at the style of clothing that could be obtained off the rack in bargain departments. She had seen that the finishing and trimmings were not the quality to which she was accustomed, but she also knew no one would notice such things at a distance. |
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Mrs. Bates did not keep her long that evening. She was dismissed so early that she thought of going out. But where? She did know people in London, many of them, but she didn't dare see them, particularly dressed as she was, and then drop out of sight again. The whole idea of working in England was to avoid answering questions. A reaction began to set in. Linda was bored again. But, she reminded herself, a girl who needed a job would be bored too. |
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