‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. 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. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. But your face! What happened here just before I came?" "Perhaps God wasn't quite sure that I could hold what I had, and wanted to try me out. ’ A burning at his chest, the general ground his teeth. He sees men all defiled by coarse thoughts, coarse ways of living cruelties.
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