“I’ve brought you a couple of _hot towels_,” was the answer. “I thought you’d like them.”
For a moment Rouse lay still, utterly and finally at peace with all the world. At last he replied.
“Terence, my boy,” said he, “you are not, all things considered, at all a bad old stick. One of these days I am inclined to think that I shall very probably learn to like you.”
It was, as we know, only in moments of the deepest emotion that Rouse ever called Terence by his proper name.
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1. Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling.
2. Anachronistic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings retained as printed. 3. P. 153, changed "short interfere" to "short to interfere".