The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. " "No more of this," said Winifred, angrily. The young man desperately ill and the girl taking care of him! Of course, there could be only one ending to such a bout with liquor, and that ending had come perhaps suddenly but not surprisingly. It was hard to meet that gaze.
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