"When a man reaches the lowest scale through drink, we call him a beachcomber. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. Luck. Nothing ensued. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. I was supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. Only three days. We're lost.
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