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One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. But it never said: "Tell someone! Tell someone!" Was he something of a moral pervert, then? Was it what he had lost—the familiar world—rather than what he had done? He stared dully at the footrail. There he paused again, half turning his back and pretending to look for someone among the soldiers on the benches. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. "You're on," said O'Higgins.
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