"But then you mustn't forget, my dear man, that I was very anxious to marry your wife.

I don't suppose it is secret.

And when I lost her, I had ideas about you which are not pleasant to recall." He had recovered his self-possession and had continued his aimless stroll about the room.
"You must remember I am a Greek, and the modern Greek is no philosopher.
You must remember, too, that I am a petted child of fortune, and have had everything I wanted since I was a baby." "You are a fortunate devil," said the other, turning back to his desk, and taking up his pen.
For a moment Kara did not speak, then he made as though he would say something, checked himself, and laughed.
"I wonder if I am," he said.
And now he spoke with a sudden energy.
"What is this trouble you are having with Vassalaro ?" John rose from his chair and walked over to the fire, stood gazing down into its depths, his legs wide apart, his hands clasped behind him, and Kara took his attitude to supply an answer to the question.
"I warned you against Vassalaro," he said, stooping by the other's side to light his cigar with a spill of paper.

"My dear Lexman, my fellow countrymen are unpleasant people to deal with in certain moods." "He was so obliging at first," said Lexman, half to himself.
"And now he is so disobliging," drawled Kara.

"That is a way which moneylenders have, my dear man; you were very foolish to go to him at all.