Don’t leave me in this beastly thing. Still—I don’t know whether I quite like—Something ramshackle about those people, Vee. One mistress enough to ruin a man,—two, the devil. "But he can't be far off. “Here goes,” he said. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. ’ She raised the pistol. ” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green.
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