Red Money

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Red Money
"Gypsies! How Very Delightful! I Really Must Have My Fortune Told. The
Dear Things Know All About The Future."

As Mrs. Belgrove Spoke She Peered Through Her Lorgnette To See If Anyone
At The Breakfast-Table Was Smiling. The Scrutiny Was Necessary, Since
She Was The Oldest Person Present, And There Did Not Appear To Be Any
Future For Her, Save That Very Certain One Connected With A Funeral.

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