The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. " "Jack's mother?" exclaimed the young man. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. Women! He is always chanting the praise of some discovery; sometimes it will be a native, often a white woman out of the stews. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward.
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