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Brynn hurried along the sidewalk. She could hardly see through the slippery, foggy shadowy her way air that enveloped East Barnes Street. A fine rain still came down in a slow monotone, and nothing in the city of Wellington seemed to be dry at all. Brynn cast a glance at her watch, and quickened her steps, her green transparent raincoat crackling, as she hurried to catch the eleven o'clock bus. Mr. Dwyer shouldn't have kept her working so late on a night like this--
Recommended Citation
Farson, Jean
(1945)
"The Woman And The Working Girl,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 13
:
Iss.
3
, Article 5.
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https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol13/iss3/5
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