” “Heavens!” the lady exclaimed. " "Are you Mr. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. He looked at her guiltily. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster.
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