CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT
Part 1
Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and
summer came with a rush together. They were his friends, and they recognized his
unusual earnestness. My boys are all Sandwich Island born. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the
nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian
fluid. Rotten, and covered with a thick coat of dirt, the boards of the floor presented a
very insecure footing; the bare walls were scored all over with grotesque
designs, the chief of which represented the punishment of Nebuchadnezzar.
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