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. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. Anna herself opened the hall door. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. I am apparently a beast, a pig and an imbecile, too, if memory serves me. "Jack," said the other, sternly; "don't provoke me further, or I'll give you a thrashing. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience.
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