Unfortunate woman! she might have gone to bed and have been duly called about her usual time, for it was past eight and the full staring daylight shone into her room when Felix’s cab brought him to the door.  The night had been very wretched to her.  She had slept, and the fire had sunk nearly to nothing and had refused to become again comfortable.  She could not keep her mind to her book, and while she was awake the time seemed to be everlasting.  And then it was so terrible to her that he should be gambling at such hours as these!  Why should he desire to gamble if this girl’s fortune was ready to fall into his hands?  Fool, to risk his health, his character, his beauty, the little money which at this moment of time...