The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. Another horseman followed quickly at the heels of the first; but just as he passed the spot where Jack stood, his steed missed its footing, and fell. ‘The place was full of barbers and military men. I figured it would hurt your feelings if you knew I still talked to him, so I kept my mouth shut. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. I know faces. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. Larry would be up soon. ’ ‘Yes, Hilary, do stop hustling the girl,’ put in Miss Froxfield, much to Melusine’s relief and approval. Had Valade been to see him? Possibly even yesterday when he was followed by some young lad—and the girl, of course.
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