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Vandover made a last attempt:
"I say, Ida, come on, let's go there. It's all right if I'm with you.
Ah, come along; what's the odds?"
"_No_--_no_--NO," she answered decisively. "What kind of a girl do you
think I am, anyway?"
"Well, I tell you what," answered Vandover, "just come down _by_ the
place, and if you don't like the looks of it you needn't go in. I want
to get some cigarettes, anyhow. You can walk down with me till I do
_that_."
"I'll walk down with you," replied Ida, "but I shan't go in."
They drew near to the Imperial. The street about was deserted, even the
usual hacks that had their stand there were gone.
"You see," explained Vandover as they passed slowly in front of the
doors, "this is all quiet enough. If you pulled down your veil no one
would know the difference, and here's the ladies' entrance, you see,
right at the side."
"All right, come along, let's go in," exclaimed Ida suddenly, and before
he knew it they had swung open the little door of the ladies' entrance
with its frosted pane of glass and had stepped inside.


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