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And Chiquita she becahwayman quality of violence;

it struck quick and full in the face She was the darkest of all the

girls, a raven black As Lulu was all coppery shine and shilea, all

velvet in the surfaces Her great heavy-lidded eyes were dusk and

velvet, with depth on depth of an un dreaminess Her hair, brows,

lashes were dusk and velvet; and there was no light in them Her skin, a

dusky cream on which velvety shade accented velvety shadoas

colorless except where her lips, cupped like a flower, offered a splash

of crimson Yet, in spite of the violence of her beauty, her expression

held a tropical languor Indeed, had not her flying coor from her, she would have seemed voluptuous

Chiquita wore scarlet always, the exact scarlet of her wings, a clinging

e star-shaped or lilly-like flohose

brilliant lustre accentuated her dusky coloring

They had no sooner accustoruity of Frank

Merrill's conquest of this big, gorgeous creature than Pete Murphy

developed what Honey called "a case" It was scarcely a question of

developinning Following an inexplicable ary, he christened her

Clara - and Clara she ulti themselves, the men

employed other names for her; with them she was not so popular as with