The Man Who Lost Himself

ecting Rochester affected him. The coldness of the club members was an instance in point. He knew that

to him in the least whether Voles gave Rochester away or not, yet he had fought Voles with all

hy should he, Jones, bother about it? He did. It hit him just as much as though it were levelled against himself. He had found, as yet to a limited degree, but still he had found that anythin

ught you mad. Yet that day had come, or was coming, and that change in him was not in the least the result of snobbishness, it was the result of th

Mr. Church pulling

Miss Wybrow, the proprietress, and the other guests, Miss Sparrow, Mr. Moese-born Mos

de, and, placing it by the bed, withdrew. This was the only menial service which Mr. Church ever seem

t depressed nor nervous this morning. He felt extraordinarily fit. The powerful good spirits natural to him, a heritage better

idual. Dumb and serious and active as an insect, this man always filled Jones' mind with

wn when a knock came to the door and Mr. Chu

sted me to fetch from J

been to Je

ad served your tea at quart

" said

Mechanism having withdrawn, he sat down by

pe contain

ra Plinlimon. The most odiously and awfully stupid collection of love lette

onths, and had been

ling. He called her his "Ickle teeny weeny treasu

t thousand to hold these things back-well, I don't know, maybe I'd have done the same myself. I ca

nts, placed them in the envelope, and

meal of yesterday; the pile of letters brou

ey would all have to be answered, the o

h now to his situation to be able to take an interest in the news of the day. At any moment his environment might split to admit of a new Voles or Spicer, or perhaps so

ught had just occurred to him that Rochester had paid that eight thousand not to shield a wom

thing which Jones was condemned to unveil little by little and bit by bit. He p

and, speaking in ha

n to see you,

Plin

I have shown her in

her, and with them in his hand followed Church from the breakfast room to the sm

e unpleasant face. A dominating face, fa

as he entered and closed the

he cigarette box, took

ke through her nostrils, and Jones, as he watched, knew that

your sister has left you and g

embering the bird woma

u let her back-but I haven't come to talk of

O

got to have some money-I

O

day, but a deal I had on fell throu

ch do y

red. I'll pay

hundred

of c

me to him this morning so quickly after the defeat of Voles who held her letters? How had Voles obtained those letters?

ant the money

oes a woman want money for? I want it,

you expected mone

exchange

rt of bu

soned wi

e as a friend to ask you for help. If

" said he. "I want t

, ask

a simple

o

ceive fifteen hundr

d

o receive it from

ilty. She half rose from her c

h do you mean

ndred of Voles' takings on those letters. You heard last night I had refused

e, white as death, with the

ring. He did not want to pursue the painful business, the pursuit of a

I'll write to you

ed she knew the way to the hall door, and, shuttin

hat he had never touched and handled wickedness befor

o her, and used Voles to extort eight thousa

divorce court over him as a threat-could Humanity descend lower? He we

of second Baron and Julia d. of J. H. Thompson, of Clifton, m. Sapphira. d.

ke, "Who

sand pounds; as an agent he had received twenty five per cent., say, therefore, he stood to lose at least six thousand. This pleased Jones more even than his victory. He had a racial, r

e simply wanted to explore and find out about himself. Knowledge to him in his extraordinary position was armour, and he wanted all the armour