Sparrows: the story of an unprotected girl by Horace W. C. (Horace Wykeham Can) Newte
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Allen, who jabbered away at her side.
On the way back, she spoke to Miss Allen upon a more personal matter. "What did your friend mean last night by saying I'd been through Orgles's hands?" "She thought he introduced you here?" "What's that to do with it?" "He sees all the young ladies who want rises and most of the young ladies who want work at 'Dawes'.' If he doesn't fancy them, and they want 'rises,' he tells them they have their latch-keys; if he fancies them, he asks what they're prepared to pay for his influence." "Money?" asked Mavis. "Money, no," replied Miss Allen scornfully. "You mean--?" asked Mavis, flushing. "Of course. He's sent dozens of girls 'on the game.'" "On the game?" "On the streets, then." |
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