The Truth About Tristrem Varick · Chapter 4 (2/2)

“I think I won’t take anything more,” said Tristrem, rising from the table as he spoke. “It’s hot in here. I may see you downstairs.” And with that he left the room.

Mr. Alphabet Jones looked after him a second and nodded sagaciously to himself. “Another man overboard,” he muttered, as he toyed with his empty glass. “Ah! jeunesse, jeunesse!”