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I had a hunch. Jolly hard life for a girl, getting a living. If she spoke to a policeman she did not know what would ensue. Probably some woman on the loose; they were as thick as flies over here—dizzy blondes. He has escaped. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. Maggot held up a lantern, which she found in the shop. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. “No!” she exclaimed. Horrible doubts assailed her.
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