"The geisha and the sing-song girl are professional entertainers. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. He was not due from the City until about six, and so she went and played Badminton with the Widgett girls until dinner-time.
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