A dispute at cards here--you would certainly be in the wrong, and an ugly scandal if you were not away in twenty-four hours.

It is one method of a thousand." "You know so much," Duncombe said.

"I have no doubt that you know the one thing which I would give years of my life to be satisfied about." The boy's dark eyes were fixed steadily upon his.
"Sir George," he said, "there is nothing which I can possibly say to you.

My warning has been exceeding foolish, but after all if I can persuade you to leave Paris I shall have done no great harm.

As for the cards--well, I must plead guilty to weakness there.