There is in our city a class, a necessary class, no longer despised--discreet--" Graham stopped dead.
"It would pass the time," said Howard.

"It is a thing I should perhaps have thought of before, but, as a matter of fact, so much is happening--" He indicated the exterior world.
Graham hesitated.

For a moment the figure of a possible woman dominated his mind with an intense attraction.

Then he flashed into anger.
"_No_!" he shouted.
He began striding rapidly up and down the room.

"Everything you say, everything you do, convinces me--of some great issue in which I am concerned.