? 8133招财猫下载
Collect from /

ular vagueness, conscious of not having earned his fee. He paced the deck again. “Were it not for Abu Mohammed,” he said, “I should call it a disastrous journey.” Meanwhile Martin, lonelier even than he, sat in the bows of a great Eastward bound steamer, his eyes opened to the staring facts of life. No longer must he masquerade as the man of fashion—never again until he had bought the right

. The remains of his small capital he must keep intact for

the day of need. No more the luxury of first-class travel. This voyage in the steerage was but a means of transit to the new lands where he would win his way to fortune. He needed no advice. He had spiritually and morally outgrown his tutelage. No longer, so he told himself, would he nourish his soul on dreams. It could feed if it liked on memories. The madness had passed. He drew the breath of a

n honest man. If he had taken Lucilla at her word and marr

ied her, what would have been his existence? Trailing about the idle world in the wake of a rich wife, dependent on her bounty even for a pair of shoe-laces; eating out his heart for the love she could not give; at last, perhaps, quarrelling desperately, or else with sapped will-power sunk in sloth, accepting from her an allowance on condition that they should live apart. He had heard of such marr

iages since he had mingled with the wealthy. Even had she