” Anna leaned back in the chair and laughed softly. . She would be elemental; there would be in her somewhere the sleeping tigress. Maggot. What a pity! But why? There was no way over this puzzle, nor under it, nor around it: that men should drink, knowing the inevitable payment. “She wasn’t sane, my wife. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. They were terrible, horrible people. “I suppose there’s no way of getting a decent income—independently. To have written a short story in a week was rather a remarkable feat. "Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. ” “Yes, shit. So long as a man behaves himself, I can't refuse him liquor.
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