"Is it
indeed you, or am I dreaming?"
"You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. "I wouldn't give a betel-nut for a
man who wouldn't stick to his guns, if he believed himself in the right. ‘So now you may safely cease
your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. Burn your palette and your easel. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance
that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all
wish to marry her. Danger, the most terrible she had ever faced, was substantially in this room. For the
first time it occurred to Ah Cum that the young man might not be quite
conscious of his surroundings, that he might be moving in that comatose state
which is the aftermath of a long debauch. "Do you realize that you are several kinds of a damned scoundrel?" he began. They did not speak until he had driven past town
limits and were on the highway. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew,
could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the
almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. "Ruth, you must not come and sit on the threshold. And thus he effected his escape from the New Prison.
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