He was fast rising to an eminence that no one of his nefarious profession ever reached before him, nor, it is to be hoped, will ever reach again. ‘You make a game with me, I think. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers.
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