作者：Ernest Christopher Dowson 字数：11.2万字

Me in the old days with his confounded cavalry bluster I rather think I will look him up: and I'll dine with him three times a week if he likes. Meanwhile, it's time for me to go and meet old Rainham, and take him round to Brodo- nowski's. What a ripping sunset " And he strolled light-heartedly through Grosvenor Square, the smoke of his cigarette fading away behind him. CHAPTER IV. When Rainham pushed back the door of the dim little restaurant in Turk Street, Soho, he stood a moment, blinking his eyes a little in the sudden change from the bright summer sunshine, before he assured himself that his friend had not yet arrived. Half a dozen men were sitting about smoking or discussing various drinks.

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