What's-your-name?" "Shotbolt, Sir," replied the jailer. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. She knew the significance: the red corpuscle was being burnt out by the fires of alcohol. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows.
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