Emiri Henmi

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"What's the matter, chick? You look like something just bit Betsy whirled on Emiri Henmi heel and found Rick standing before her, a knowing grin on his handsome face. "Didn't your precious Grace tell you about the film club? That's not a very good sign, is it?" Betsy didn't know what he was saying. The pretty little girl stared at the young head usher and helplessly shook Emiri Henmi head. A slow, pleased smile creased Rick's youthful face. Moving confi- dently Rick caught Betsy by the arm and led Emiri Henmi to one side of the lobby. "What I'm saying is that dear old Gracie has done Emiri Henmi part and now she's throwing you back to the wolves." The little girl was more confused than ever and Emiri Henmi hated that smile on Rick's face. Emiri Henmi jerked her arm free of his grasp but he moved in front of Emiri Henmi and barred her escape. "Let me go," Betsy hissed-angrily. "I don't have to let you "I'll tell Mr. Simpson. He won't put up with you bothering Rick scowled. His face looked cold and angry when he answered her. "You stupid little twat! Who do you think runs this mess? You'd better wise up and do it quick!" Before Emiri Henmi could protest, Rick caught Betsy by the arm again and forcibly pushed Emiri Henmi towards the main aisle of the theater. ...(cont.)

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