The Resurrection Of Mary Mabel McTavish - Plot & Excerpts
“It’s the Three Stooges,” Floyd whispered. “Don’t give them your name, or there’ll be trouble.” She decided to trust his advice: better the devil you know than the devil you don’t. “If it isn’t the gentlemen of the press,” the evangelist called out. “What brings you boys out on a 3:00 a.m. constitutional? The Londonderry air? Or are you after some London derrière?” “I’d ask the same of you,” the youngest snorted. “Who’s the doll?” Floyd grabbed her by the elbow. “Why, Mr. Doyle, this is a vagrant we caught on a tip.” Mary Mabel took her cue. Imagining herself the ruined heroine of The Fallen Shopgirl, she went knock-kneed. “Is you me Daddy?” she asked, clinging drunkenly to his lapels. “High on turpentine,” Floyd confided. Clucking tongues and shaking heads. How exciting! Mary Mabel decided to go all out.
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