“There’s no end of things I’d like to talk over with you. Hitherto you’ve seen only my easy, kindly side. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question. ” She said. ’ ‘And do not say you made a mull. ” He said. ‘At least I couldn’t say for sure. 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. " "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred. But before he could say anything, the vehicle rolled to a halt.
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