” Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men. Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. Though within the last two days he had committed several heinous offences, and one of a darker dye than any with which the reader has been made acquainted, his breast was not yet so callous as to be wholly insensible to the stings of conscience. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t. Please don’t let any one know that. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. I’m going up to London with the Widgetts to that ball. I don't know anything about you.
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