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You see I am rather obstinate. We men are like children. 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. '—'What is it, Mint?' asked all three. "Why do you laugh?" he asked. ‘Oh, you are making a game with me. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. When the woollen-draper was nearly worn out, the Amazon watched her opportunity, and hitting him on the arm, disabled it. His mind seemed to be a remarkably full one; his knowledge of detailed reality came in just where her own mind was most weakly equipped.
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