Spurling. A blow from the iron bar instantly stretched the ruffian on the floor. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. Neither did his interest,—which was by no means inconsiderable,—nor his general popularity, procure him the preferment he desired. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. There was just a minute’s hesitation before they gave her a room. He paced faster, stomping around. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on.
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