The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry. The manager tells me that you are an American. There is no poison that would affect her.
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