quot;Any time,quot; he said, and closed his door.

    I  out into ter, just enougo see being seen. Sill on tairs, noreaks, strands of albino-blond and yello -cereal air of urned. A pair of dark glassesblotted out  o a een and ty; as it turned out, seenthday.

    S alone. tc  morally, aestically.  and vast, sun-lamped and pomaded, a man in a buttressed pin-stripe suition ook no notice of t t  last, turned to ;Bless you, darling -- you  to seeme ;

    quot;; he door was closing in his face.

    quot;Yes, ;

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    quot;I wors good nig;

    Mr. Arbuck stared  firmly. quot; me inbaby. You like me baby.

    quot;Im a liked guy. Didnt I pick up t t give me t you s;

    apped on tly, took several steps back,  to c, cras doead,airs, slamming a fist against t as tom, tment opened and s her head.

    quot;O;

    urned back, a smile of relief oiling easing.

    quot;t time a girl s a little poeasingat all, quot;take my advice, darling: dont give y-cents!quot;

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