No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. ’ The fury welled. Clean water. It was exactly as Sebastian had foreseen. The Wastrel did not relish this. "But you are tired!" "I want to go over the story again. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply.
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