Then he lifted the black cloak-like garment from the floor. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. I want you to be clear what you’re really and truly up to, anyhow. Get me an interview with her. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. He did not like it. “You’re wanted for questioning, miss. “To the best of my belief,” she said, with quiet dignity, “I have never seen either of you before in my life. ‘How much does he know?’ Without waiting for a reply, she turned narrowed eyes on Gerald. We pretend we never think of everything that makes us what we are. One mistress enough to ruin a man,—two, the devil.
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