"Naturally I do not say that to my gentleman. If he desires to be extravagant and my friend would benefit--_tiens_, why not?" Jerry Dornford made a wry face at the street below. When he was asked to work for money he never forgot that he was a gentleman--it was rather a disgusting thing he was now asked to do, but he had contemplated things even more distressful. He had, in fact, found every solution to his difficulty except suicide. "I am not so sure that it can be done, anyway," he said. Two men came into the smo…
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