The Drunkard
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Thorne Guy. The Drunkard
PROLOGUE
PART I. A BOOK OF POEMS ARRIVES FOR DR. MORTON SIMS
PART II. THE MURDERER
BOOK ONE. LOTHIAN IN LONDON
CHAPTER I. UNDER THE WAGGON-ROOF. A DINNER IN BRYANSTONE SQUARE
CHAPTER II. GRAVELY UNFORTUNATE OCCURRENCE IN MRS. AMBERLEY'S DRAWING ROOM
CHAPTER III. SHAME IN "THE ROARING GALLANT TOWN"
CHAPTER IV. LOTHIAN GOES TO THE LIBRARY OF PURE LITERATURE
CHAPTER V "FOR THE FIRST TIME, HE WAS GOING TO HAVE A GIRL FRIEND"
BOOK TWO. LOTHIAN IN NORFOLK
CHAPTER I. VIGNETTE OF EARLY MORNING. "GILBERT IS COMING HOME!"
CHAPTER II. AN EXHIBITION OF DOCTOR MORTON SIMS AND MR. MEDLEY, WITH AN ACCOUNT OF HOW LOTHIAN RETURNED TO MORTLAND ROYAL
CHAPTER III. PSYCHOLOGY OF THE INEBRIATE, AND THE LETTER OF JEWELLED WORDS
CHAPTER IV. DICKSON INGWORTH UNDER THE MICROSCOPE
CHAPTER V. A QUARREL IN THE "MOST SELECT LOUNGE IN THE COUNTY"
CHAPTER VI. AN OMNES EXEUNT FROM MORTLAND ROYAL
BOOK THREE. FRUIT OF THE DEAD SEA
CHAPTER I. THE GIRLS IN THE FOURTH STORY FLAT
CHAPTER II. OVER THE RUBICON
CHAPTER III. THIRST
CHAPTER IV. THE CHAMBER OF HORRORS
CHAPTER V. THE NIGHT JOURNEY FROM NICE WHEN MRS. DALY SPEAKS WORDS OF FIRE
CHAPTER VI. GILBERT LOTHIAN'S DIARY
CHAPTER VII. INGWORTH REDUX: TOFTREES COMPLACENS
CHAPTER VIII. THE AMNESIC DREAM-PHASE
CHAPTER IX. A STARTLING EXPERIENCE FOR "WOG"
EPILOGUE. A Year Later
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The rain came down through the London fog like ribands of lead as the butler entered the library with tea, and pulling the heavy curtains shut out the picture of the sombre winter's afternoon.
The man poked the fire into a blaze, switched on the electric lights, and putting a late edition of the Westminster Gazette upon the table, left the room.
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He over-paid his cabman absurdly. The man's quick and eager deference pleased him. He was incapable of any sense of proportion, and he felt somehow or other reinstated in his own opinion by this trivial and bought servility.
He looked at his watch. It was not very much after ten, and he became conscious of how ridiculously early he had fled from the Amberleys'. But as he stood on the pavement – in the very centre of the pleasure-web of London with its roar and glare – he pushed such thoughts resolutely from him and turned into a luxurious "lounge," celebrated among fast youths and pleasure-seekers, known by an affectionate nick-name at the Universities, in every regimental mess or naval ward-room in Great Britain.
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