She is a fortune-teller and a vessel for man’s pleasure. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. ‘Well, sir, if I’ve to choose betwixt him and you, I’ll take you, no question. He threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. " "The deuce he has!" cried Dump. In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. She could not speak.
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