The subject matter was generally worthless, but the handling was well done. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. ” “Yes. She had felt deserving of the punishment, as he had been mainly concerned that she would be killed by accidentally falling into the pit, but it was a terrible insult. He kissed her deeply and hungrily. But one thing troubled him, and because of it he might never arrive on the beach. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building.
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