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1. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. Ask your own conscience. Slowly descending Snow Hill, the train passed on its way, attended by the same stunning vociferations, cheers, yells, and outcries, which had accompanied it on starting from Newgate. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently.
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