It isn't as if he were stricken with typhoid or
pneumonia or something like that. I don’t know. ’
Gerald shrugged. Spurlock was by nature orderly, despite his literary activities. "I generally
take a party. He was not a
sailor. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. And now take
away those cards, and never let me see them again.
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