What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 9 continues: SHE STUMBLED off the planks and got some concrete muck on her shoe. She wiped at it with her handkerchief, but that didn’t do it, so she spit on the handkerchief, hiked her skirt up, and bent her leg up to get at the muck, in the process showing a lot of leg. Cornelius Murray, the manager of the resort, was watching from a window, enjoying the show, not only her legs, but her discomfiture. He smiled.
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What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 9 continues: SHE STUMBLED off the planks and got some concrete muck on her shoe. She wiped at it with her handkerchief, but that didn’t do it, so she spit on the handkerchief, hiked her skirt up, and bent her leg up to get at the muck, in the process showing a lot of leg. Cornelius Murray, the manager of the resort, was watching from a window, enjoying the show, not only her legs, but her discomfiture. He smiled.