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“Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. . Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write, and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. Kneebone and his Friends. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. "Well, what can you expect, guzzling poison like that? Are you returning with us to Hong-Kong in the morning?" "No. I meant mischief.
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