’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me. . Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. It depresses one, you know. He, who had faced the gale, would have been instantly stifled. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions.
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