He was bored with polo, bored with motoring, bored with the country and bored with town.

Then quite suddenly during the last few weeks he seemed changed.

All that he would tell me was that he had found a new interest in life.

I don't know what it was but I don't think it was a nice one.

He seemed to drop all his old friends, too, and go about with a new set altogether--not a nice set at all.