Down there, whisky raises the very devil with white men. They were silent and no longer observant, being more or less exhausted by the tedious action of the chairs. I had nosebleeds that day and I got halfway up the rope before I fell off. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. ’ He frowned again. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth.
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