I kept them on myself till the sight of your empty chair and the chill loneliness of it all nearly sent me mad. CHAPTER III. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. 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. .
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