One of these, however, had of late been growing dangerously unfraternal.

His presents had been growing expensive.

Cigarettes and chocolates, and pretty editions, like gloves, and boxes of flowers, are every pretty woman's lawful spoils; but costlier gifts are to be looked on with suspicion.

Besides, the doomed man's letters had been growing warmer.

Indeed, Isabel remembered with something like a shudder, so soon as she was back in her little room, with its curious pictures and its general sense of exotic refinement, that she had allowed him to kiss her the last time they had been together.