The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. . "He has passed this way," cried Jonathan, exultingly; "I have him safe enough. ‘—and what do I do? Well, we know what I do. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. ‘Which is why I feel sure he will utterly repulse the girl, even if she is his granddaughter.
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