For an hour he tired his companions with stories of Julia Strong's beauty, of her faithfulness and of her remorse when she realized the full import of her surrender to him.
"But I'm glad they made me stay at home," he declared.

"I'd have broken down over her body." The thought of her cold, lifeless form, recalled to his rum-soaked brain the funeral arrangements that had been made for her.
"That man Luckstone is a great lawyer," he said.

"He looked after it all.

Had the body shipped home to her parents! They thought she was earning a living here--never knew I was supporting her.

Wonderful man--Luckstone! Did it all so quietly, too!" "Saved you a lot of trouble, didn't he ?" Cooper encouraged him to proceed.
The word trouble jarred Collins's train of thought out of its remorseful channel.
"Trouble!" he echoed, raising his voice to a high pitch.