a o t miss flattened itself into t tattered green curtain t s. aside and entered a long loorted in t faced tors of ribbed tin backed t. t, trampled o mud, and stained tle cove, playing ers and se teettered. In one corner, able, and by taed bar t ran across one complete side stood t. quot; red ants on ; laug error and began to whimper.
At ttle staircase, leading to a darkened cs ty steps, t rils quivered ered, a young man ing a long t ating manner.
quot;You ; muttered Dorian.
quot;; lessly. quot;None of to me no;
quot;I t you England.quot;
quot;Darlington is not going to do anyt last. George doesnt speak to me eit care,quot; ;As long as one uff, one doesnt friends. I too many friends.quot;
Dorian tesque t lay in sucastic postures on ttresses. ted limbs, taring lustreless eyes, fascinated strange dull eac of some neter off t. Memory, like a ing ime to time o see t
stay. ton troubled ed to be o escape from himself.
quot;I am going on to t; er a pause.
quot;On t;
quot;Yes.quot;
quot;t mad-cat is sure to be t ;
Dorian s;I am sick of ing. Besides, tuff is better.quot;
quot;Muc;
quot;I like it better. Come and o drink. I must ;
quot;I dont anyt; murmured the young man.
quot;Never mind.quot;
Adrian Singleton rose up o te, in a ragged turban and a ser, grinned a ing as a bottle of brandy and tumblers in front of to cter. Dorian turned o Adrian Singleton.
A crooked smile, like a Malay crease, ;e are very proud to-nig; she sneered.
quot;For Gods sake dont talk to me,quot; cried Dorian, stamping on t; do you ? Money? is. Dont ever talk to me again.quot;
t and left tossed er ched her enviously.
quot;Its no use,quot; sigon. quot;I dont care to go back. does it matter? I am quite ;
quot;You e to me if you anyt you?quot; said Dorian, after a pause.
quot;Per;
quot;Good nig;
quot;Good nig; anseps and