. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. He meant to take her out of this room, perhaps even out of the house. Lose not a moment, Hobson. He had little money about him, and unless friends come to his aid he must be treated as a pauper. He hated the taste of it. The picture might easily apply to The Tigress: outwardly disreputable, but richly and comfortably appointed below. " "How long will you be here?" "To-morrow night.
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