“I suppose a girl MUST be underpaid and sweated,” said Ann Veronica. She still could not muster the strength to leave. But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. ‘What would you do in Valade’s place?’ ‘You mean, knowing that the girl was here and liable to queer my pitch?’ ‘Precisely.
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