They stood for a moment in the passage and listened. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. It was enough. "Put it under my pillow," he said. "I say we, because Miss Rachel and I have struck up a match. " "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. You knew me in Paris. It was a sickening process, and the sucking sound was sure to wake up Ray’s mother.
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