"
"I don't know why a teacher or a street-missionary may not be a
gentleman."
"Sure enough, why not? Whatever Walter Monroe is, he will always be a
gentleman."
"Suppose you bring him to see me to-morrow or next day; we will talk
about this."
"I will. Now, good-bye! My regrets to the children that we couldn't
finish our romp."
"Good-bye," said Holworthy. "Come again; the children will be glad to
see you."
CHAPTER XVII.
As Mr. Sandford walked homeward, the streets seemed to close up behind
him; he was shut out from the scenes of his activity, no more to return;
State Street was henceforth for him a thing of memory. He had played his
game there, while admirers and friends watched his far-seeing moves. He
had lost; and now, after checkmate, he must resign his place. How he
struggled against the idea! He could not bring himself to acknowledge
that the past was irretrievable. His spirit seemed in prison, shut in as
by the bars of a dungeon, against which he might tug and rage in vain.
At home, dinner was on the table, waiting for him.
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