“No doubt about that,” Meddoes continued. Obviously he is still interested. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. Don’t leave me. She would have just to keep the fifteen pounds until she could make it twenty. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear. . " "No," answered the ruffian, moodily. ‘It is imbecile that you are.