"Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. ‘You are not the only one to seek them out,’ he said. "You are my prisoner, Jack. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. But a girl is soiled not only by evil but by the proximity of evil, and a reputation for rashness may do her as serious an injury as really reprehensible conduct. I too can see it. She was in a very uncritical state that afternoon. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums.
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