I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall. "Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. "Leave me, Sir; I insist.
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