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Sheila knew that the Eat & Shop on the corner of 53rd and Oleson was a flimsy front for an all-in-the-family whorehouse. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that. That's my maxim; and it's the maxim of every honest man. I'll speak to McClintock to-night and see if he won't take us for a junket on The Tigress. And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright.
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