The strong potation he had taken, combined with fatigue and anxiety he had previously undergone, made him oversleep himself, and when he awoke it was just beginning to grow light. “The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year.
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