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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Ebb-Tide by Stevenson & Osbourne: unhappy devils, Wiseman and Wishart, were drunk on the
champagne from the beginning--and died drunk at the end.'
The captain looked on the table.
'They lay in their two bunks, or sat here in this damned
house,' he pursued, with rising agitation, 'filling their skins
with the accursed stuff, till sickness took them. As they
sickened and the fever rose, they drank the more. They lay here
howling and groaning, drunk and dying, all in one. They didn't
know where they were, they didn't care. They didn't even take the
sun, it seems.'
'Not take the sun?' cried the captain, looking up. 'Sacred
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