" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. Rummage, my boy, do. “Oh, I know you would stop me if you could. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. " "I've heard of him," replied Jack, impatiently. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. " He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more lovely than he had ever imagined night to be.
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