" He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more lovely than he had ever imagined night to be. All this muddle to placate his conscience! "Here—quick!" McClintock thrust a cigar into Spurlock's hand. “You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. The commissionaire stood there, tall and imperturbable. . His large, coarse lips drew wider apart.
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