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They--well, they had a little too
much to drink, I guess. There was one girl, who was the worst of
all. She was pretty far gone. Why, we had to put her out--carry
her out to the car that she had come in with her friend. You know
we can't stand for any rough stuff like that--no sir. This house
is perfectly respectable and proper and our patrons understand
it."
The story, or rather, the version of it, seemed to interest
Garrick, as I knew it would.
"Who was the girl?" he asked casually. "Did you know her? Was she
one of your regular patrons?"
"Knew her only by sight," returned Miss Lottie hastily, now a
little vexed, I imagined, at Guy's persistence, "like lots of
people who are introduced here--and come again several times."
The woman was evidently sorry that she had mentioned the incident,
and was trying to turn the conversation to the advantages of her
establishment, not the least of which were her facilities for
private games in little rooms in various parts of the house.


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