Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. “I must go. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. Courtlaw.
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