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THE CITY OF MASKS
spark of enthusiasm flashed for an instant in her tired eyes.
"How many times did he knock him down at Spangler's?" she inquired.
"Four," said Mr. Smith-Parvis, proudly.
"And that dreadful woman was the cause of it all, writing notes to Stuyvesant and asking him to meet her— What was it Stuyvesant called them?"
"Crush-notes, Angie. Now, try to go to sleep, dearie."
