Rowland for a while felt a sore sense of wrath.

What right had a man who was engaged to that fine girl in Northampton to behave as if his consciousness were a common blank, to be overlaid with coarse sensations?
Yes, distinctly, he was disappointed.

He had accompanied his missive with an urgent recommendation to leave Baden-Baden immediately, and an offer to meet Roderick at any point he would name.

The answer came promptly; it ran as follows: "Send me another fifty pounds! I have been back to the tables.

I will leave as soon as the money comes, and meet you at Geneva.