The
confirmed drunkard's mouth at length sets itself peculiarly; it becomes the mark
by which thoughtful men know him. like rabies. "One of us has got to die," he panted. Keep up the clamour for five minutes, and I'll finish it. Do you know this, Sir?" he added, taking a key from his
pocket. He is
coming here to tea. \"How's it going, Lucy?\" She turned. ”
“I am coming with you,” he said firmly. ’
He paused, but Melusine caught the inference. "By Heaven!" cried he in a tone of surprise, "you have an infant there?"
"To be sure I have," replied Wood, angrily; for, finding that the intentions of the
stranger were pacific, so far as he was concerned, he thought he might safely
venture on a slight display of spirit.
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