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168 THE WHITE SLAVE MARKET<br />

liaison, "We quarrelled. I grew tired of him<br />

and decided to separate. To this the practical<br />

Sultan agreed, and that we should continue<br />

friends. He furnished and set out for me this<br />

house in Malay Street ; he saw me fairly<br />

launched a full-hlown '<br />

missus J<br />

in this house<br />

and through his agency I received many<br />

fresh girls from abroad, and very soon established<br />

a quiet house, where gentlemen<br />

could come without fear.<br />

" No danger signals were required in my<br />

house. I did not like bringing Nelly to an<br />

immoral house, hut I kept her good in my<br />

own private rooms. Nelly could be good<br />

anywhere.<br />

"<br />

Only last year the Sultan cast his deadly<br />

eye on this child. He was after her to ruin<br />

her, of course. I told him that my death<br />

alone would open the way for him to ruin the<br />

little creature.<br />

" Whenever the black prince came to town<br />

he took Nelly and me about, gave us presents,<br />

paid our bills, and generally made my home<br />

'<br />

his home. We were very select. Pimps '<br />

and runners, carriers and fetchers, were not<br />

allowed to enter my house. No one was<br />

all liquors<br />

paid for bringing drunken men in ;<br />

sold were of the best ; no man was drugged,<br />

robbed, or scandalised in my superior<br />

house. His dusky Highness, however, often<br />

got<br />

drunk and made a scene : drink made<br />

him mad.<br />

" When intoxicated he was a beast, and<br />

used actually to bite the girls, and pinch

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