Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. "Caught!" shouted the head-turnkey. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour.
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