Anderson, Agnes said. At the sodafountain he stood looking at himself in the mirror behind the glass shelf with the gingeralebottles on it; his new darkblue broad-cloth coat looked wel anyway. Then she grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard and said, Let's us be good friends. She kissed back.
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