This young man did not drink because he sought the false happiness that lured men to the bottle. CHAPTER XVI. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. I’ll go after them and kill him. I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered how to earn money.
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