Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ” She laughed. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. "You dropped this, sir. As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. " "And so this is my reward for having made you the tip-top cracksman you are," muttered Blueskin;—"to be turned off at a moment's notice, because I silenced a noisy woman. It’s just life, pure life, life nascent, running clear and strong. “All the time he is shouting and muttering.
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