"It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the
Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in
a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. ”
She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew
her thin shoulders together in a shrug. She fell into a pleasant dream of positions and work. In the beginning Ah Cum would run his glance speculatively over the assortment
and select that individual who promised to be the most companionable. Some of the hotel guests can
act as witnesses. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. Little by little, she stopped hating him. "
"I expect no commiseration," returned Mrs. Wood, by whom it was formerly occupied.
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