CHAPTER XII AT THE CASINO

It seemed as though, having once decided to embark upon what he had declared could only be a “temporary friendship,” Kenwyn thrust completely out of his mind all recollection of the reasons he had advanced against it, and allowed himself to drift along on the tide of deepening intimacy. Simon had given him his “second chance”—Kit had seen to that—and now hardly a day passed without a forgathering of the little party of four, either for a picnic lunch, or for a gala dinner at one of the many restaurants where dancin…