’ It seems that I was mistaken. " The Wastrel laughed. ” He was slightly tipsy. The poor fellow's half smothered. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. They got to go home and eat Campbell’s Chicken Soup. A tall, clean-shaven man came out and walked rapidly through the room, exchanging greetings right and left, but evidently anxious to avoid being detained. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois.
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