“I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. Father— dead. The young man desperately ill and the girl taking care of him! Of course, there could be only one ending to such a bout with liquor, and that ending had come perhaps suddenly but not surprisingly. Arrived within a short distance of his destination, he came to a halt, and pointing out a dark court nearly opposite the woollen-draper's abode, told the chairmen to wait there till they were summoned. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known. It must be the dawn creeping in. That he had resolved upon its execution, whatever it might be, was evident from his saying aloud,— "I will do it. She'll have this hour always with her; and you failed her. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly.
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