another opening line from the pulps

send another hearse 

by harold q. masur 

 


 

She was vogue on the outside and vague on the inside.

She was fashionable and meticulously put together, very chic, very soignee, with deep auburn hair and wide hazel eyes that blinked at me with a bemused expression.

But despite her vague, uncertain manner, I knew instinctively that here was no standard-type, show-window mannequin, no painted posturer. Beneath the cosmetic mask I sensed an elfin quality, something alive and vibrant, all under strict discipline at the moment.

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