CHAPTER XIII. Farewell. Or, if you were about to embark upon a nautical career, here was all the information required. When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him; or rather—to deal frankly with you,—he placed me in them rent-free, for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been. It was the last thing she felt like drinking. Poor little one. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. But she did not speak. It is the same man, for he raved in the hospital, and they fetched me. No police officers or lurking storms were anywhere in sight. Miss Mary being his only child ’an all, he were in a right pelter. Maggot, dealing him a blow, which stretched him senseless on the floor.
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