Mr. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. When I gave him an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it. It’s the public entrance. It saved me the bother of being studied. They give themselves airs, but so it is. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. They're gone into the next room. With your pencil you see into the hearts of all; and without your pencil you are dumb and blind. You dear, dear girl.
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