They had not far to go--only to Jim's rooms in Adelphi.

Jim was leading Aaron, holding him by the arm and slightly pinching his muscles.

It gave him great satisfaction to have between his fingers the arm-muscles of a working-man, one of the common people, the _fons et origo_ of modern life.

Jim was talking rather vaguely about Labour and Robert Smillie, and Bolshevism.

He was all for revolution and the triumph of labour.
So they arrived, mounted a dark stair, and entered a large, handsome room, one of the Adams rooms.