143/197 I wanted that champagne bottle, but Adelaide had been too quick for me. It was thrown out--wasted--I do believe, wasted." "So you did not drink? Then I went down town." His tone had grown sulky, the emotion which had buoyed him up till now, seemed suddenly to have left him. With it went the fire from his eye, the quiver from his lip, and it is necessary to add, everything else calculated to awaken sympathy. |