Midnight by Octavus Roy Cohen
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"Reputed to be. Never works; spends freely--not ostentatiously, but liberally. Pretty fine sort of a chap. It's a damned shame!" "How about his relations with women?" The reporter hesitated and glanced guiltily at the dead body. "That's rather strong--" "It's not going beyond here, unless I find it necessary. I've played clean with you boys. Suppose you do the same with me." "We-e-ell"--reluctantly--"he was rather much of a rounder. Nothing coarse about him, but he never was one to resist a woman. Rather the reverse, in fact." "Ever been mixed up in a scandal?" "Not publicly. He's friendly with a good many men--and with their wives. A dozen, I guess; but the husbands invite him to their homes, so I don't suppose there could be anything in the gossip. You see, folks are always too eager to talk about a man in his position and whatever woman he happens to be friendly with. And anyway, there hasn't been nearly so much talk about him since his engagement was announced." "He is engaged?" "Why, yes." |
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