But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. She had to resist an impulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in. Moreoever, it had cost her a whipping and several days’ imprisonment in her cell on bread and water. "When a man reaches the lowest scale through drink, we call him a beachcomber. She was struck by a change in his appearance.
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