His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. " "It came from Lady Trafford's jewel-box. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. ’ ‘You mean the one that you refused to feed?’ demanded Gerald, seizing this promising cue and adopting a mournful note.
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