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"Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. It was a society column about
the richest men in the world and their lavish parties. His figure was tall and commanding, and the
expression of his countenance (though somewhat disturbed by his recent
exertion) was resolute and stern. ‘Always he is busy about
my affairs. "Choose, Jack. ‘I knew I should
find you still here. Hill, I hope you won’t find everything cold. ‘You
ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try
and save it. Sydney was strumming over
a new song which stood upon the piano. “Why should one pretend?
“Think of all the beauty in the world that is covered up and overlaid. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. ”
He hesitated, and walked away from her toward the house. Click the link below to join and download your free
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