Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and,
claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following
DRINKING SONG. ”
“For richer or poorer. ”
Chapter III
ANNA? OR ANNABEL?
Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer
which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the
following evening. But I expect him back every minute. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is
killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. I won't keep you long. More strange stories were told of
it than of any other house in London. "
The young woman laid a finger on her lips, cautioning O'Higgins to silence. "
"Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan. "
"I don't desire it, Sir," replied Mrs.
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