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er an hour. When he rose to go forward hefelt queer. The two had dinner in the Meadows, with Jerry's sister,then repaired to the Punch Bowl, where they mixed in the excitementof pigeon-racing. Morel never in his life played cards, considering themas having some occult,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], malevolent power--"the devil's pictures,"he called them! But he was a master of skittles and of dominoes. He took a challenge from a Newark man, on skittles. All the men inthe old, long bar took sides,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], betting either one way or the other. Morel took off his coat. Jerry held the hat containing the money. The men at the tables watched. Some stood with their mugs intheir hands. Morel felt his big wooden ball carefully,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then launched it. He played havoc among the nine-pins, and won half a crown,which restored him to solvency. By seven o'clock the two were in good condition. They caughtthe 7.30 train home. In the afternoon the Bottoms was intolerable. Every inhabitantremaining was out of doors. The women, in twos and threes,bareheaded and in white aprons,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], gossiped in the alley between the blocks. Men, having a rest between drinks, sat on their heels and talked. The place smelled stale; the slate roofs glistered in the arid heat. Mrs. Morel took the little girl down to the brook in the meadows,which were not more than two hundred yards away. The water ranquickly over stones and broken pots. Mother and child leaned onthe rail of the old sheep-bridge, watching. Up at the dipping-hole,at the other end of the
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