The professor hypnotized, told fortunes, felt heads, and the usual rigmarole.

Beatrice sang, Elizabeth danced.

People came to see the show, not because it was any good but because the girls, even in New York, were beautiful." "A music-hall in New York!" Tavernake muttered.
The detective nodded.
"Among the young bloods of the city," he continued, "were two brothers, as much alike as twins, although they aren't twins, whose names were Wenham and Jerry Gardner.

There's nothing in fast life which those young men haven't tried.

Between them, I should say they represented everything that was known of debauchery and dissipation.