" "Don't say so," cried Mrs. ‘Sapristi,’ he shouted angrily. “But how is it all going to end?” said Mr. " "Can't ve call for asshistanche?" "And who'll find us, if we do?" rejoined Wild, fiercely. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. ” He was slightly tipsy.
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