It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. But you need not fear,’ she added, shaking him off. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. Then, quite insensibly, her queenliness had declined. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night.
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