Someone ought to be with him until the doctor arrives. He wasn't quite hard enough to win worldly success; that was his fault. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. I saw the motor dashed to pieces against the wall, and I saw him pitched on his head into the road. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise.
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