Chapter 68

As soon as he said it he regretted it. What in Heaven’s name would Clifford think of him! He had heard the amount of the bill. Would he believe that he had invested in these luxuries as a timid declaration to his concierge? And would the Latin Quarter comment upon it in their own brutal fashion? He dreaded ridicule and he knew Clifford’s reputation. Then somebody knocked. Selby looked at Clifford with a hunted expression which touched that young man’s heart. It was a confession and at the same time a supplication. …