“This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous
nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at
last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. "You are out betimes this morning, Mr. "
"God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. Here was no crooked soul; a little
weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. The more haste, the worse speed—better the
feet slip than the tongue. ”
He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the
ground floor. "
"Didn't know but what I'd been out-bid. ‘I borrow the expression from Melusine.
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