He had destroyed young Haight's friendship for him.

He had cast from him his college chum, his best friend, but neither did this affect him.

Nothing made much difference to him now.
Nevertheless, Vandover was evicted from the Lick House three days after he had stolen young Haight's money.

Instead of paying his bills with the amount, he gambled it away in a back room of a new cafe on Market Street with Toby, the red-eyed waiter from the Imperial, and a certain German "professor," a billiard marker, who wore a waistcoat figured with little designs of the Eiffel Tower, and who was a third owner in a trotting mare named Tomato Ketchup.
Vandover was now left with only his bonds, his U.S.4 per cents.

These brought him in but sixty-nine dollars a quarter, or as he had had it arranged, twenty-three dollars a month.