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TEN NIGHTS IN A BAR-ROOM.
"Nonsense! Doctor Green never said any such thing."
"Yes, he did, though."
"Who heard him?"
"I did."
"You did?"
"Yes."
"He wasn't in earnest?"
A slight paleness overspread the countenance of the landlord.
"He was, though. They had an awful time there last night."
"Where?"
"At Joe Morgan's. Joe has the mania, and Mrs. Morgan was alone with him and her sick girl all night."
"He deserves to have it; that's all I've got to say." Slade tried to speak with a kind of rough indifference.
"That's pretty hard talk," said one of the company.
"I don't care if it is. It's the truth. What else could he expect?"
