Nicholas is dead. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. 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. It was just a shabby, stupid, furtive business that began between us. On the very day of which we write, namely, the 10th of June 1715, Bolingbroke and Oxford were impeached of high treason. Lucy was sent reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud.
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