第275章 MISS JEROMETTE AND THE CLERGYMAN.(5)

For some reason which I cannot now remember, I was not in my usual good spirits that evening. The noisy music jarred on my nerves, the sight of the gaping crowd round the platform irritated me, the blandishments of the painted ladies of the profession of pleasure saddened and disgusted me. I opened my cigar-case, and turned aside into one of the quiet by-walks of the Gardens.

A man who is habitually careful in choosing his cigar has this advantage over a man who is habitually careless. He can always count on smoking the best cigar in his case, down to the last. Iwas still absorbed in choosing _my_ cigar, when I heard these words behind me--spoken in a foreign accent and in a woman's voice: