_ BOOK III CHAPTER VIII. PLAYING THE GAME
       Mannering for a moment hesitated. One of the two young men who were talking to his wife he recognized as a former acquaintance of hers--one of a genus whom he had little sympathy with and le desire to know. While he stood there Blanche laughed at some remark made by one of her companions, and the laugh, too, seemed somehow to remind him of the old days. He moved slowly ......

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