Jiggle-joggle, jiggle-joggle…! For each pause she was grateful. Cathy opened her beauty shop, you know. I know all about it. She cocked her head. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs.
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