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“Sebastianus. "
"Never fear, Sir," replied Marvel. ” She said warmly. He
wore a black tail coat buttoned tightly over his chest, and a large diamond pin
sparkled in a white satin tie which had seen better days. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw
the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown
away, the past, once so full of promise. "Shall ve go back to de other room?" asked the Jew. "But we'll find a way to make you
open your lips presently. "
"So that is what separated us! Oh, Hoddy, you have wasted so many wonderful
days! Why didn't you tell me?"
"I couldn't!" He made as though to draw away, but her arms became hoops of
steel. I'll bet you haven't given her a bucket of paint in three years.
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