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And take your time." * * * * * It was still early--lacking a quarter of an hour to midnight--when he arrived.

Nina had retired, but Austin sat in the library, obstinately plodding through the last chapters of a brand-new novel.
"This is a wretched excuse for sitting up," he yawned, laying the book flat on the table, but still open.

"I ought never to be trusted alone with any book." Then he removed his reading glasses, yawned again, and surveyed Selwyn from head to foot.
"Very pretty," he said.

"Well, how are the yellow ones, Phil?
Or was it all debutante and slop-twaddle ?" "Few from the cradle, but bunches were arriving for the dance as I left." "Eileen went at half-past eleven." "I didn't know she was going," said Selwyn, surprised.
"She didn't want you to.