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. I loved her beyond anything in heaven or on earth—to idolatry. ‘You are too shrewd for me, ma’am. ” There were no such girls and no such positions. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. At once.
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