These men--rakes though they were, professedly--would own him no more for their associate; and what these men thought to-night not a gentleman in town but would be thinking the same tomorrow.

He had the stupidity to lay it all to the score of Mr.Caryll, not perceiving that he had brought it upon himself by his own aggressiveness.

He paused, his hand upon the doorknob, and turned to loose a last shaft at them.
"As for you others, that follow your bell-wether there," and he indicated his grace, whose shoulder was towards him, "this matter ends not here." And with that general threat he passed out, and that snug room at White's knew him no more.
Major Gascoigne was gathering up the cards that had been flung down when first the storm arose.

Mr.Caryll bent to assist him.

And the last voice Lord Rotherby heard as he departed was Mr.Caryll's, and the words it uttered were: "Come, Ned; the deal is with you." His lordship swore through his teeth, and went downstairs heavily..