Excerpt from 54-40 or Fight There is scarcely a single cause in which a woman is not engaged in some way fomenting the suit - Juvenal. Hen you offer me no hope, Doctor I The gray mane of Doctor Samuel Ward waved like a fighting crest as he made answer: Not the sort of hope you ask. A moment later he added: John, I am ashamed of you. The cynical smile of the man I called my chief still remained upon his lips, the same drawn look of suffering still remained upon his gaunt features; but in his blue eye I saw' a glint which proved that the answer of his old friend had struck out some unused spark Of Vitality from the deep, cold flint of his heart. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.