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Chapter 8

           ThefairfaceofLadySibylhauntedmymindandIfelt,withanodoubtfoolishsentimentality,thatIwouldratherkeepmythoughtsofhersacred,andunpollutedbycontactwiththingsoflowertone.

           "Notto-night;"Isaidthenhalfsmiling,Iadded"Itmustberatheraone-sidedaffairforothermentogamblewithyou,Lucio!Youcanaffordtoloseandperhapstheycan’t."

           "Iftheycan’t,theyshouldn’tplay,"heanswered"Amanshouldatleastknowhisownmindandhisowncapacity;ifhedoesn’t,heisnomanatall.AsfarasIhavelearnedbylongexperience,thosewhogamblelikeit,andwhentheylikeit,Ilikeit.I’lltakeyouwithmeto-morrowifyoucaretoseethefunoneortwoveryeminentmenaremembersoftheclub,thoughofcoursetheywouldn’thaveitknownforworlds.Youshan’tlosemuchI’llseetothat."

           "Allrightto-morrowitshallbe!"Iresponded,forIdidnotwishtoappearasthoughIgrudgedlosingafewpoundsatplay"Butto-nightIthinkI’llwritesomelettersbeforegoingtobed."

           "YesanddreamofLadySibyl!"saidLuciolaughing"IfshefascinatesyouasmuchwhenyouseeheragainonThursdayyouhadbetterbeginthesiege!"

           Hewavedhishandgaily,andre-enteringhiscarriage,wasdrivenoffatafuriouspacethroughthedriftingfogandrain.

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