I don’t know what has come over me. Twelve years ago! It is an awful retrospect. " And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. ” He went to the window and fidgeted with the blind, looking out to where the tree-tops of Regent’s Park showed distantly over the houses. He has often told me that if he could play sober, he would go to America and reap a fortune. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen.
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