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‘She wants you. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. “To my chagrin, I have. Yet you make our Bohemianism seem like a vulgar thing. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. ’ He sighed. But send me word. I've a couple of kinchens in yonder rattler, whom I wish to place under old Sharples's care. .

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