Bobo insisted on keeping the dome light burning. Jack suspected that the real reason his heart had been set on a limousine was that the wide windows afforded the populace every facility to see him pass in his glory. They drew up before a cheap apartment house, one of a long row in an untidy street. "Gee! what a crummy joint!" said Bobo fastidiously. "It would have seemed plenty good enough yesterday," said Jack coldly. Jack had no desire to take Bobo up-stairs with him. "You stay here till I come down," he said. …
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