And it has been well
for you that he imagines the child was drowned. Despite him, it was the beauty that she had inherited
from her mother they had used to gain the betrothal, and
it had not been easy. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one
still. The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on
another; bills and receipts everywhere. In the genuinely
dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out
of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. Alcohol—
would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against
the laws of gravitation, you might say. I defy you
to explain it away. “You haven’t come here to make a lot
of difficulties?” she asked. It was the gallows. But it
was not adieu, so she promised her old nurse.
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