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Mike Fletcher
Oaths, Vociferations, And The Slamming Of Cab-Doors. The Darkness Was
Decorated By The Pink Of A Silk Skirt, The Crimson Of An Opera-Cloak
Vivid In The Light Of A Carriage-Lamp, With Women's Faces, Necks,
And Hair. The Women Sprang Gaily From Hansoms And Pushed Through The
Swing-Doors. It Was Lubini's Famous Restaurant. Within The Din Was
Deafening.

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