The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Certain phases of irony always caused him to chuckle audibly. It is perfectly intrusive of me, and I quite see that you must be sick to death of running into such an interfering busybody all the time.
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