There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. "Everything has prospered with him in an extraordinary manner. It’s too bad that you can’t date two guys at once. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. Some part of the stiff vigour of the man seemed to have subsided. Perhaps I am still mad. Sated, he rolled off her body and retired to his quarters.
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