[Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane]@TWC D-Link bookMaggie: A Girl of the Streets CHAPTER XII 6/6
She confined her glances to Pete and the stage. The orchestra played negro melodies and a versatile drummer pounded, whacked, clattered and scratched on a dozen machines to make noise. Those glances of the men, shot at Maggie from under half-closed lids, made her tremble.
She thought them all to be worse men than Pete. "Come, let's go," she said. As they went out Maggie perceived two women seated at a table with some men.
They were painted and their cheeks had lost their roundness.
As she passed them the girl, with a shrinking movement, drew back her skirts..
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