CHAPTER XII. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. This is clear over my head. The situation bothered him considerably. He had been the one to dress her in the finest silks and brocades, and here she was, displayed for the world to see in 248 drugstore makeup and the uniform of an old schoolteacher. Between comrades it is the most usual thing in the world, and I do not see how your sex intervenes. "Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone.
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