” “You will have to murder people and drink them up in order to live. “Sure, I guess so. " "Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you can employ is a coffin-nail. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles.
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