He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. “Excellent fellow!” he answered a little irrelevantly. My profession has hardened me.
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