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1. By a sort of instinct. 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. "No, I won't leave go!" screamed Mrs. . "Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. “I am afraid that you are making a mistake,” she said. ” “I don’t want to,” said Manning. ” “Madman!” “Blithering ass!” The girl looked into the two indignant faces and held out both her hands. ‘Don’t, miss,’ uttered the boy. She felt that perhaps, in her desire to play an adequate part in the conversation, she had talked rather more freely than she ought to have done, and given him a wrong impression of herself. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. “Then turn round and go back there,” she directed.

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