Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Upon this young fellow's face there were no wrinkles, only shadows, in the hollows of the cheeks and under the eyes. But kill me rather than commit this outrage. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. ‘Well, only look what’s come of it. “What can one do?” asked Ann Veronica. “Please forgive me.
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