The confirmed drunkard's mouth at length sets itself peculiarly; it becomes the mark by which thoughtful men know him. "Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. ” He chuckled, wincing at the thought. ‘Come, cry a truce. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. ‘Well said, my dear.
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