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TEMPTATION.
His lordship ripped away the silk covering of the button with a penknife, and disembowelled it of a small packet, which consisted of a sheet of fine and very closely-folded and tightly-compressed paper.

This he spread, cast an eye over, and then looked up at his companion, who was watching him with simulated indolence.
His lordship had paled a little, and there was about the lines of his mouth a look of preternatural gravity.

He looked furtively towards the door, his heavy eyebrows lowering.
"I think," he said, "that we shall be more snug in the library.

Will you bear me company, Mr.Caryll ?" Mr.Caryll rose instantly.