Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. EPOCH THE THIRD. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois.
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