The Oriental waterfronts were rank with the stuff. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. Martin managed to catch her after class the next day. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. A common rage flushed their faces. For a time they walked in silence.
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