His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. It was a large room, about twenty feet long and fifteen broad, and had an arched stone roof. 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. ‘Civilian peace-keeping forces, you know. I told him that I would help stage your kidnapping. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. I wanted it badly.
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