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There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. “My
God!” he said again. She wished that the drive would never
end, but it was only three miles after all. “Yes. "He shan't go," cried Edgeworth Bess, holding him by the other hand. ‘I can manage now. How easily an evil
thought could penetrate a normally decent mind! All he had to do was to disclose
Spurlock's destination, and in a few months Ruth would be free.
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