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‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. We have to get them to let us in for the profits of their business, and in return we ask them to—dinner. For a while he threatened her. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. Lad, I admire you even in your folly. Ennison’s manner was certainly not one of a willing host. "Come here," said the petticoated tyrant. ” “Many other people,” she remarked, “have made the same mistake. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. A dissipated, loose-living man.
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