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you refuse my offer." "I've a jolly good mind to give you a most frightful kicking." "I shouldn't try, if I were you. It's not the sort of game you'd shine at. Better stick to picquet." "If you think I can't pay your rotten money--" "I do. But, if you can, so much the better. Money is always useful." "I may be a fool in some ways--" "You understate it, my dear man." "--but I'm not a cad." "You're getting quite rosy, Dreever. Wrath is good for the complexion." "And, if you think you can bribe me, you never made a bigger mistake in your life." "Yes, I did," said Hargate, "when I thought you had some glimmerings of intelligence. But, if it gives you any pleasure to behave like the juvenile lead in a melodrama, by all means do. Personally, I shouldn't have thought the game would be worth the candle. But, if your keen sense of honor compels you to pay the twenty pounds, all right. You mentioned to-morrow? That will suit me. So, we'll let it go it at that." He walked off, leaving Lord Dreever filled with the comfortable glow that comes to the weak man who for once has displayed determination. He felt that he must not go back from his dignified standpoint. That money would have to be paid, and on the morrow. Hargate was the sort of man who could, and would, make it exceedingly unpleasant for him if he failed. A debt of honor was not a thing to be trifled with. But he felt quite safe. He knew he could get the money when he pleased. It showed, he reflected philosophically, how out of evil cometh good. His greater misfortune, the engagement, would, as it were, neutralize the less, for it was ridiculous to suppose that Sir Thomas, having seen his ends accomplished, and being presumably in a spacious mood in consequence, would not be amenable to a request for a mere twenty pounds. He went on into the hall. He felt strong and capable. He had shown Hargate the stuff there was in him. He was Spennie Dreever, the man of blood and iron, the man with whom it were best not to trifle. But it was really, come to think of it, uncommonly lucky that he was engaged to Molly. He recoiled from the idea of attempting, unfortified by that fact, to extract twenty pounds from Sir Thomas for a card-debt. In the hall, he met Saunders. "I have been looking for your lordship," said the butler. "Eh? Well, here I am." "Just so, your lordship. Miss McEachern entrusted me with this note to deliver to you in the event
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