His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. “This,” he said, and then: “No! Is this sweeter? Very well. Then instantly she got out of bed and proceeded to dress. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. I'll think no more about her.
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