"Hoity-toity! You owe me sixteen thousand dollars. The thief-taker's throat was bound up with thick folds of linen, and his face had a ghastly and cadaverous look, which communicated an undefinable and horrible expression to his glances. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. Fly! they shall knock me on the head—curse 'em!—before they shall touch you. If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. A woman is supposed to know when a man is in love with her. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. ” “Not exactly. "Bring him out, Quilt.
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