The dice had better have sent me away, and kept you here.

I never felt in better condition in my life." He paused and added, with his eye on Frank and with a strong emphasis on the words: "We men of Kent are made of tough material." Frank advanced a step on his side, with a new interest in Richard Wardour.
"You come from Kent ?" he said.
"Yes.

From East Kent." He waited a little once more, and looked hard at Frank.

"Do you know that part of the country ?" he asked.
"I ought to know something about East Kent," Frank answered.

"Some dear friends of mine once lived there." "Friends of yours ?" Wardour repeated.