his chronic dyspepsia.
The offspring of a grocer who had ruined his business through an ever increasing
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fondness of brandy, of a woman so physicallyunfit to breed that the birth of their
son had proved her undoing, Paul had ailed from the moment he drew his first
breath. A puling infant, a sickly child, he had known all the galling deprivations that
fall to the lot of a delicate boy, preparing the soil for adult inhibitions. At school he
had been the butt of the strong, and at home the butt of his drunken father.