\" His brown eyes were tired and full of concern. Put on that new dress—the one that's all white. The young man desperately ill and the girl taking care of him! Of course, there could be only one ending to such a bout with liquor, and that ending had come perhaps suddenly but not surprisingly. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. " "Both are dead," observed the knight, gloomily. "Run away with her," replied Gay. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor.
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