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Something
--
I
could
not
tell
what
--
held
us
all
for
the
moment
spellbound
as
if
by
enchantment
,
and
several
of
the
players
at
other
tables
,
hearing
of
the
eccentric
stake
that
had
been
wagered
and
lost
,
looked
over
at
us
curiously
from
a
distance
.
Viscount
Lynton
,
however
,
professed
himself
immensely
diverted
,
and
shook
Lucio
's
proffered
hand
heartily
.
"
You
are
an
awfully
good
fellow
!
"
he
said
,
speaking
a
little
thickly
and
hurriedly
--
"
And
I
assure
you
seriously
if
I
had
a
soul
I
should
be
very
glad
to
part
with
it
for
a
thousand
pounds
at
the
present
moment
.
The
soul
would
n't
be
an
atom
of
use
to
me
and
the
thousand
pounds
would
.
But
I
feel
convinced
I
shall
win
to-morrow
!
"
"
I
am
equally
sure
you
will
!
"
returned
Lucio
affably
,
"
In
the
meantime
,
you
will
not
find
my
friend
here
,
Geoffrey
Tempest
,
a
hard
creditor
--
he
can
afford
to
wait
.
But
in
the
case
of
the
lost
soul
,
"
--
here
he
paused
,
looking
straight
into
the
young
man
's
eyes
--
"
of
course
I
can
not
afford
to
wait
!
"
The
Viscount
smiled
vaguely
at
this
pleasantry
,
and
almost
immediately
afterwards
left
the
club
.
As
soon
as
the
door
had
closed
behind
him
,
several
of
the
gamesters
exchanged
sententious
nods
and
glances
.
"
Ruined
!
"
said
one
of
them
in
a
sotto-voce
.
"
His
gambling
debts
are
more
than
he
can
ever
pay
"
--
added
another
--
"
And
I
hear
he
has
lost
a
clear
fifty
thousand
on
the
turf
.
"
These
remarks
were
made
indifferently
,
as
though
one
should
talk
of
the
weather
--
no
sympathy
was
expressed
--
no
pity
wasted
.
Every
gambler
there
was
selfish
to
the
core
,
and
as
I
studied
their
hardened
faces
,
a
thrill
of
honest
indignation
moved
me
--
indignation
mingled
with
shame
.
I
was
not
yet
altogether
callous
or
cruel-hearted
,
though
as
I
look
back
upon
those
days
which
now
resemble
a
wild
vision
rather
than
a
reality
,
I
know
that
I
was
becoming
more
and
more
of
a
brutal
egoist
with
every
hour
I
lived
.
Still
I
was
so
far
then
from
being
utterly
vile
,
that
I
inwardly
resolved
to
write
to
Viscount
Lynton
that
very
evening
,
and
tell
him
to
consider
his
debt
to
me
cancelled
,
as
I
should
refuse
to
claim
it
.
While
this
thought
was
passing
through
my
mind
,
I
met
Lucio
's
gaze
fixed
steadily
upon
me
.
He
smiled
--
and
presently
signed
to
me
to
accompany
him
.
In
a
few
minutes
we
had
left
the
club
,
and
were
out
in
the
cold
night
air
under
a
heaven
of
frostily
sparkling
stars
.
Standing
still
for
a
moment
,
my
companion
laid
his
hand
on
my
shoulder
.
"
Tempest
,
if
you
are
going
to
be
kind-hearted
or
sympathetic
to
undeserving
rascals
,
I
shall
have
to
part
company
with
you
!
"
he
said
,
with
a
curious
mixture
of
satire
and
seriousness
in
his
voice
--
"
I
see
by
the
expression
of
your
face
that
you
are
meditating
some
silly
disinterested
action
of
pure
generosity
.
Now
you
might
just
as
well
flop
down
on
these
paving
stones
and
begin
saying
prayers
in
public
.
You
want
to
let
Lynton
off
his
debt
--
you
are
a
fool
for
your
pains
.
He
is
a
born
scoundrel
--
and
has
never
seen
his
way
to
being
anything
else
--
why
should
you
compassionate
him
?
From
the
time
he
first
went
to
college
till
now
,
he
has
been
doing
nothing
but
live
a
life
of
degraded
sensuality
--
he
is
a
worthless
rake
,
less
to
be
respected
than
an
honest
dog
!
"
