Oh, no! But Archie Parminter is invited for the night, takes the drug himself, or pretends to take it, praises it, describes how the use of it has grown in the West End and amongst the clubs, and then conveniently leaves the drug behind, and no doubt supplies it as it is required.
Sylvia began to dilate upon its ill-effects, and suddenly broke off.

A great disgust was within her and stopped her speech.

She got to her feet.
"Let us go home," she said, and she went very quickly down the hill.

When she came to the house she ran up-stairs to her room, locked the door and flung herself upon her bed.

Walter Hine, her father, their plots and intrigues, were swept clean from her mind as of no account.