” Brendon rushed to the piano and strummed out a tune. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. The assemblage was for the most part, if not altogether, composed of persons to whom vice in all its aspects was too familiar to present much of novelty, in whatever form it was exhibited. She struggled not to be afraid. There is turmoil, shouts, cries, jostlings, milling congestions that suddenly break and flow in opposite directions. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense.
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