Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor.

He did not stagger in the least.

And in this fact lay his danger.

The man who staggers, whose face is flushed, whose attitude is either noisily friendly or truculent, has some chance; liquor bends him eventually.

But men of the Spurlock type, who walk straight, who are unobtrusive and intensely pale, they break swiftly and inexplicably.