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So there had been nothing to fear all those long years. Paul Spencer, Lord Stanmere, felt like a man who has found the surface after a long and hazardous dive. He was absolutely free to go where he liked without fear of that shadow before his eyes. He went off to his own house as soon as he had finished with Martlett. His present wish was to be alone.
He was alone now, even the faithful Kant was nowhere to be seen. He sat in the window of the morning-room smoking a cigar, a most unusual thing for him to do at this time of the day. But he wanted to enjoy the luxury of feeling like other men. He watched the people coming and going with a glad feeling of satisfaction that he was like them, comfortable and commonplace, and free to do as he pleased. He was sitting there when Kant came in.