When London Sleeps — page 82: what you’re looking at

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A SHOWER OF GOLD. Weary, chooses to earn an honest penny by exhibiting her talent, she’ll be a prey to every old sinner that chooses to make faces at her!’ Mr. Fuller was dumfounded. He did not know what to say; while Rodney Haynes, convulsed with inward laughter, could not just at that moment come to his rescue. Then a sweet voice, just behind Mrs. Jones, said beseechingly: | ‘Oh, mother, don’t! I’m sure you are mistaken!”’ Queenie and Carrie had been attracted to the hall, by the noise of the controversy, a noise, however, in justice to Mr. Fuller, which was mostly produced by Mrs. Jones herself. The well-meaning, but mistaken lady, half turned toward Queenie, without abandoning her position, which served as a barricade. : “My child,’’? she said, uncompromisingly, ‘you don’t know the world asIdo. Now, you be off,” wheeling again toward the uncomfortable and dis- eusted lawyer, ‘‘while you’ve a whole bone left in your disreputable old carcass!’ Then Haynes thought it was time to interfere. Amusing as the whole affair was, and good story though it would make for him to tell at the club, there were important matters at issue, and, taking those into consideration, it behooved him to do all that he could to put a stop to this misunderstanding at once. He semoved his hat very politely, and gently pushed Fuller to one side. “My dear madam,’’ he said in his most suave e and (ele) =) icbooks.co