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Mr. Isaacs

CHAPTER X
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I would promise anything you--" The last part of the sentence was lost to me, as I moved away and left them.
At dinner, of course, every one talked of the day's sport, and compliments of all kinds were showered on Lord Steepleton, who looked very much pleased, and drank a good deal of wine.

Ghyrkins and the little magistrate expressed their opinion that he would make a famous tiger-killer one of these days, when he had learned to wait.

Every one was hungry and rather tired, and after a somewhat silent cigar, we parted for the night, Miss Westonhaugh rising first.

Isaacs went to his quarters, and I remained alone in a long chair, by the deserted dining-tent.

Kiramat Ali brought me a fresh hookah, and I lay quietly smoking and thinking of all kinds of things--things of all kinds, tigers, golden hair, more tigers, Isaacs, Shere Ali, Baithop--, what was his name--Baithop--p--.


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