There is my hand, for old acquaintance' sake." Vavasour took the proffered hand coldly, paused a moment, and then wrung it in silence, and hurried away home.
"Have I played my ace ill after all ?" said Tom, sitting down to consider.

"As for whether I should have played it all, that's no business of mine now.

Madam Might-have-been may see to that.

But did I play ill?
for if I did, I may try a new lead yet.

Ought I to have twitted him about his wife?
If he's venomous, it may only make matters worse; and still worse if he be suspicious.