![]() ![]() ![]() Where a gentleman could waltz with courtesans, and drink himself into a stupor, and ruin himself to the benefit of his fellows instead of some impersonal proprietor.Īnd who are you to condemn them for it ? He slouched deeper into the chair, folding his arms. Just one of those artful amenities that proclaimed this house to be no seedy Smith and Pope’s, but a place of gentlemanly sport. A faint strain of music-violin?-from the ballroom one story below. Through the open door he could hear the house’s sounds, all remote and indistinct. No candles lit, or fire in the grate, but that only increased the likelihood he’d have the room to himself.Ī bookshelf jutted out at right angles to the single bay window, and on the shadow side loomed a shape that proved, on approach, to be an armchair. Will turned away from the brightness and chatter and, on the street side of the same floor, found a modest library, intact even to books. A drawing room at the back of the second story, for example, currently occupied by ladies who did not care for cards. Walls had been knocked out here and there to create the necessary large salons and supper room, but some traces of the residential scale remained. T HIS HAD been someone’s house, before it became a club of most lax membership. He pushed away from the table in disgust. ![]() Let that teach him to get caught up in petty intrigues. Roanoke by twenty pounds in one hand and thirty in the next, erasing over a third of the evening’s gain. ![]() Neither did Fortune find him worthy of notice, this time. ![]()
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