Simply. He was never drunk in the accepted meaning of the word; rather he walked in a kind of stupefaction. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. His attitude was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from day.
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