He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. ” “Can’t we go down into Italy?” “No,” he said; “it won’t run to that now. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry.
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