Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. Besides, it did not fit her well, which was why the loose wimple had slipped. Wild has made up his mind, and, when that's the case, all the persuasion on earth won't turn him. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. The sing-song girls in Hong-Kong are far handsomer. I meant mischief.
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