The night had been one very serious in its results to Sir Felix. He had sat down to the card-table with the proceeds of his mother's cheque, a poor 20, and now he had,--he didn't at all know how much in his pockets. He also had drunk, but not so as to obscure his mind. He knew that Longestaffe owed him over 800, and he knew also that he had received more than that in ready money and cheques from Lord Grasslough and the other player. Dolly Longestaffe's money, too, would certainly be paid, though Dolly did complain of the importunity of his tradesmen. As he walked up St. James's Street, looking for a cab, he presumed himself to be worth over 700. When begging for a small sum from Lady Carbury, he had said that he could not carry on the game without some ready money, and had considered himself fortunate in fleecing his mother as he had done. Now he was in the possession of wealth,--of wealth that might, at any rate, be sufficient to aid him materially in the object he had in hand. He never for a moment thought of paying his bills. Even the large sum of which he had become so unexpectedly possessed would not have gone far with him in such a quixotic object as that; but he could now look bright, and buy presents, and be seen with money in his hands. 
Sir Felix had sat down to the card-table with his mother's 20, and now he had - he didn't know how much. He knew that Dolly Longestaffe owed him over 800, and he had received more than that in ready money and cheques from Lord Grasslough and the other player. As Sir Felix walked up St. James's Street, looking for a cab, he presumed himself to be worth over 700.
Now that he was in the possession of wealth, he never for a moment thought of paying his bills. Even the large sum which he now so unexpectedly possessed would not have gone far in that; but he could now look bright, and buy presents. 