"What is it?" "The night," she answered. " "None whatever," rejoined Wild. Melusine cast one swift glance at it, and her eyes, flashing magnificently, came back to his face. . A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. ‘But lay him down. But to England we will go. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and, claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following DRINKING SONG.
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