And Ritter’s, too, was very amusing and foreign and discreet; a little rambling room with a number of small tables, with red electric light shades and flowers. Marvel, therefore, remained on his probation. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. The shot had taken effect upon the waterman who rowed the chase. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently.
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