"I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies. " "Almighty God! is this possible?" exclaimed Thames. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. The terrific mental tension of the past few months —that had held his bodily nourishment in a kind of strangulation—became as a dream; and now his vitals responded rapidly to food and air. In this state, he was laid upon a bench, to sleep off his drunken fit, while his wretched mother, in spite of her passionate supplications and resistance, was, by Blueskin's command, forcibly ejected from the house, and driven out of the Mint.
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