The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of
abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes
with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. . "
Emptiness; that was the doctor's initial sensation: his vitals had been whisked out
of him and the earth from under his feet. Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep
and refreshing slumber. ”
Courtlaw laid his hand upon Ennison’s shoulder. She would not forgive me. He chuckled. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. This path, bordered on
each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them
to a stile. Perhaps the day of her
recompense was at hand. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a
large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly
dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal
lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and
tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and
female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in
drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice.
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