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And every time you go in the girlsβ room,β she went on, βthe whole air is blue, and Imogene Herdman is sitting there in the Mary costume, smoking cigars!β Alice wrote all these things down, and how many times each thing happened. I donβt know why, unless it made her feel good to see, in black and white, just how awful they were. Since none of the Herdmans had ever gone to church or Sunday school or read the Bible or anything, they didnβt know how things were supposed to be.
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