In a large room in a modest hotel on a Manhattan side street last week met a number of women and seven men. They sat at card-tables in groups of four. Of the women, who were between the ages of 25 and 55, some were dressed with the restraint of style that indicates expense and others had an air of neatly inadequate penury. But all were businesslike. Of the men, one caught first attention-a stoutish man in a pincenez, with a broad waistcoat crossed by a gold watch-chain, who spent most of his time...
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