When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. It’s not a bit of good pretending there’s any Higher Truth or wonderful principle in this business. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert. " CHAPTER IV. ’ Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. After the usual laconic greetings, he drew him on one side. I hope this is all. Lose not a moment, Hobson. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Even if you didn’t know it.
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