I knew him well enough, however, by this time to feel sure that he by no means despaired yet of winning the game.
Men of Gideon Hayle's stamp are hard to beat.
"Now," he said, when we had smoked our cigarettes, and after he had consulted his watch, "The night is still young.

What do you say if we pay a visit to a theatre--the Hippodrome, for instance.

We might wile away an hour there very pleasantly if you feel so disposed." I willingly consented, and we accordingly left the restaurant.

Once we were in the street Hayle called a cab, gave the man his instructions, and we entered it.

Chatting pleasantly, and still smoking, we passed along the brilliantly illuminated Boulevards.