Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days. ” “We will have some tea in the drawing-room as soon as ever we can—and I will take my things off. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. ‘Bête. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him.