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"
Oh
,
no
,
you
do
n't
either
.
I
can
tell
.
But
I
like
you
just
the
same
.
I
like
your
eyes
.
You
're
not
like
those
other
fellows
.
You
're
more
refined
,
kinda
.
I
can
tell
.
You
do
n't
look
like
them
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
know
,
"
replied
Clyde
,
very
much
pleased
and
flattered
,
his
forehead
wrinkling
and
clearing
as
before
.
This
girl
was
certainly
not
as
bad
as
he
thought
,
maybe
.
She
was
more
intelligent
--
a
little
more
refined
than
the
others
.
Her
costume
was
not
so
gross
.
And
she
had
n't
thrown
herself
upon
him
as
had
these
others
upon
Hegglund
,
Higby
,
Kinsella
and
Ratterer
.
Nearly
all
of
the
group
by
now
were
seated
upon
chairs
or
divans
about
the
room
and
upon
their
knees
were
girls
.
And
in
front
of
every
couple
was
a
little
table
with
a
bottle
of
whisky
upon
it
.
"
Look
who
's
drinking
whisky
!
"
called
Kinsella
to
such
of
the
others
as
would
pay
any
attention
to
him
,
glancing
in
Clyde
's
direction
.
"
Well
,
you
need
n't
be
afraid
of
me
,
"
went
on
the
girl
,
while
Clyde
glanced
at
her
arms
and
neck
,
at
her
too
much
revealed
bosom
,
which
quite
chilled
and
yet
enticed
him
.
"
I
have
n't
been
so
very
long
in
this
business
.
And
I
would
n't
be
here
now
if
it
had
n't
been
for
all
the
bad
luck
I
've
had
.
I
'd
rather
live
at
home
with
my
family
if
I
could
,
only
they
would
n't
have
me
,
now
.
"
She
looked
rather
solemnly
at
the
floor
,
thinking
mainly
of
the
little
inexperienced
dunce
Clyde
was
--
so
raw
and
green
.
Also
of
the
money
she
had
seen
him
take
out
of
his
pocket
--
plainly
quite
a
sum
.
Also
how
really
good-looking
he
was
,
not
handsome
or
vigorous
,
but
pleasing
.
And
he
was
thinking
at
the
instant
of
Esta
,
as
to
where
she
had
gone
or
was
now
.
What
might
have
befallen
her
--
who
could
say
?
What
might
have
been
done
to
her
?
Had
this
girl
,
by
any
chance
,
ever
had
any
such
unfortunate
experience
as
she
had
had
?
He
felt
a
growing
,
if
somewhat
grandiose
,
sympathy
,
and
looked
at
her
as
much
as
to
say
:
"
You
poor
thing
.
"
Yet
for
the
moment
he
would
not
trust
himself
to
say
anything
or
make
any
further
inquiries
.
"
You
fellows
who
come
into
a
place
like
this
always
think
so
hard
of
everybody
.
I
know
how
you
are
.
But
we
're
not
as
bad
as
you
think
.
"
Clyde
's
brows
knit
and
smoothed
again
.
Perhaps
she
was
not
as
bad
as
he
thought
.
She
was
a
low
woman
,
no
doubt
--
evil
but
pretty
.
In
fact
,
as
he
looked
about
the
room
from
time
to
time
,
none
of
the
girls
appealed
to
him
more
.
And
she
thought
him
better
than
these
other
boys
--
more
refined
--
she
had
detected
that
.
The
compliment
stuck
.
Presently
she
was
filling
his
glass
for
him
and
urging
him
to
drink
with
her
.
Another
group
of
young
men
arrived
about
then
--
and
other
girls
coming
out
of
the
mysterious
portals
at
the
rear
to
greet
them
--
Hegglund
and
Ratterer
and
Kinsella
and
Higby
,
as
he
saw
,
mysteriously
disappeared
up
that
back
stairs
that
was
heavily
curtained
from
the
general
room
.
And
as
these
others
came
in
,
this
girl
invited
him
to
come
and
sit
upon
a
divan
in
the
back
room
where
the
lights
were
dimmer
.
And
now
,
seated
here
,
she
had
drawn
very
close
to
him
and
touched
his
hands
and
finally
linking
an
arm
in
his
and
pressing
close
to
him
,
inquired
if
he
did
n't
want
to
see
how
pretty
some
of
the
rooms
on
the
second
floor
were
furnished
And
seeing
that
he
was
quite
alone
now
--
not
one
of
all
the
group
with
whom
he
had
come
around
to
observe
him
--
and
that
this
girl
seemed
to
lean
to
him
warmly
and
sympathetically
,
he
allowed
himself
to
be
led
up
that
curtained
back
stair
and
into
a
small
pink
and
blue
furnished
room
,
while
he
kept
saying
to
himself
that
this
was
an
outrageous
and
dangerous
proceeding
on
his
part
,
and
that
it
might
well
end
in
misery
for
him
.
He
might
contract
some
dreadful
disease
.
She
might
charge
him
more
than
he
could
afford
.
He
was
afraid
of
her
--
himself
--
everything
,
really
--
quite
nervous
and
almost
dumb
with
his
several
fears
and
qualms
.
And
yet
he
went
,
and
,
the
door
locked
behind
him
,
this
interestingly
well-rounded
and
graceful
Venus
turned
the
moment
they
were
within
and
held
him
to
her
,
then
calmly
,
and
before
a
tall
mirror
which
revealed
her
fully
to
herself
and
him
,
began
to
disrobe
.
