C. The woollen-draper looked at his watch. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. And if you mean to use that dagger to slip the lock, you’ll make enough noise to bring ten spies down on us. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise.
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