I stared wearily at the moonlight patterns on the floor.

"What am I to do?" I asked--"What would you advise?"

"Come up to town with me,"--he replied--"You can leave a note for your

wife, explaining your absence,--and at one of the clubs we will talk

over the matter quietly, and decide how best to avoid a social scandal.

Meanwhile, go to bed. If you won't go back to your own room, sleep in

the spare one next to mine."

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