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This laugh and his looks alarmed her. We’ll leave him here, with a couple of others. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. Leastways, not on your own. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that. “Well?” she said. " "Oh God!" exclaimed Jack, paralysed by her cries. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue.
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