[Burning Daylight by Jack London]@TWC D-Link bookBurning Daylight CHAPTER I 22/22
These necessary graces saved him from a nature that was essentially savage and that otherwise would have been cruel and bitter.
The nose was lean, full-nostrilled, and delicate, and of a size to fit the face; while the high forehead, as if to atone for its narrowness, was splendidly domed and symmetrical.
In line with the Indian effect was his hair, very straight and very black, with a gloss to it that only health could give. "Burning Daylight's burning candlelight," laughed Dan MacDonald, as an outburst of exclamations and merriment came from the dancers. "An' he is der boy to do it, eh, Louis ?" said Olaf Henderson. "Yes, by Gar! you bet on dat," said French Louis.
"Dat boy is all gold--" "And when God Almighty washes Daylight's soul out on the last big slucin' day," MacDonald interrupted, "why, God Almighty'll have to shovel gravel along with him into the sluice-boxes." "Dot iss goot," Olaf Henderson muttered, regarding the gambler with profound admiration. "Ver' good," affirmed French Louis.
"I t'ink we take a drink on dat one time, eh ?".
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