Right or wrong, I obeyed the law of the cosmos.

And for the life of me I don't see why I should bother about it." If it had not been for Mrs.Nevill Tyson, Stanistreet might have been faintly amused at the idea of this little cockney cosmopolitan persuading himself that his contemptible vices were part of the pageant of the world.

As it was he was disgusted.

He, too, was a sinner in all conscience; but his sins and his repentance had been alike simple and sincere.

He had none of the pendantry of vice.
"If you ask me," he said, "what did for you was that low trick of the old man Tyson when he left you his respectability.