”
“Miss Ellicot! That old cat!” Sydney exclaimed indignantly. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. She took a deep breath. It's my
way when I'm ruffled. Hogarth, didn't I see
you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?"
"Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is
killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. There he stands. I'll tell you something. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street
to the police-station. But it was of no avail. He'll mend, I
hope. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering
lights. And lunged once more.
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