’ ‘She once more,’ came in disgust from the girl on the bed. " "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. My only excuse is that I missed my way here, and I am leaving Paris early to-morrow morning. In your heart you know quite well that all that you have said is useless. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas and seduce some wandering man into taking her to Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. My profession has hardened me.
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