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The Puppet Crown

CHAPTER XV
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A cold thin rain was falling, and a dash of it in the face had a cooling effect.

Somehow, the exhilaration of the wine was gone, and his mood took a sullen turn.

Money! he was ever in need of money.

He cursed his ill luck.

He cursed the cause of it--drink.


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