"We shall have the whole village upon us while you're striking the jigger. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night.
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