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Nellie Harris wasn't old, she was ancient -- a tiny shriveled woman with a face like a tan prune.
She was also stone deaf in her right ear.
She calmly repeated what Moore had told me.
When I asked, `` Why didn't you go into the living room to see how Mrs. Buck was ''??
The old gal stared at me with her hard eyes, said, `` She didn't call.
I do the living room last.
I went up stairs and did the bath and her bedroom -- way I always do in the morning ''.
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