"THERE'S some 'Old Tom,' isn't there? Get it, and glasses and cold water, _here_," said Cleve to his servant, who, patient, polite, sleepy, awaited his master. "You used to like it--and here are cigars;" and he shook out a shower upon his drawing-room table cover. "And where did you want to go at this time of night?" "To Wright's, to see the end of the great game of billiards--Seller and Culverin, you know; I've two pounds on it."…
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