“Forgive my coming in,” she said to Ennison. Nobody who cared. "'Faith, an' you may say that," returned a watchman, who was wiping a ruddy stream from his brow; "they've broken the paice, and our pates into the bargain. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. There is nothing but your pride which stands between us. ’ ‘But it was not your fault,’ protested Gosse, shocked. And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. " "I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation belied her words. Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. ‘I feared as much.
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