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Beth Norvell

CHAPTER V
18/23

The Gayety is a mere adjunct to the Poodle-Dog saloon and the gambling hell up-stairs.

They are so closely connected that on the stage last evening I could easily hear the click of ivory chips and the clatter of drinking glasses.

One man owns and controls the entire outfit, and employs for his variety stage any kind of talent which will please the vicious class to which he caters.

All questioning as to morality is thoroughly eliminated.
Did you comprehend this ?" The young girl bowed slightly, her face as grave as his own, and again colorless, the whiteness of her cheeks a marked contrast to her dark hair.
"I understood those conditions fully." "And yet consented to appear there ?" She shook back her slightly disarranged hair, and looked him directly in the eyes, every line of her face stamped with resolve.
"Mr.Winston, in the first place, I deny your slightest right to question me in this manner, or to pass moral judgment upon my motives.
I chance to possess a conscience of my own, and your presumption is almost insulting.

While you were absent in pursuit of Albrecht, the manager of the Gayety, having chanced to learn the straits we were in, called upon me here with his proposal.


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