He has bachelor quarters in the west end of the town, where congenial spirits congregate.

Come in to-morrow and we'll talk it over." I was much pleased with the turn of events.

If I could get away from New York I might forget Phyllis--no, not forget her; I loved her too well ever to forget her; but the prolonged absence would cure me of my malady.
Before going to bed that night I lit a cigar, but not with the check.
On sober second thought I calculated that the sum would pay up all my debts and leave me a comfortable margin.

A man can well pocket his pride when he pockets a thousand dollars with it.

And why not?
I was about to start life anew and might as well begin on a philosophical basis.