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Exceedingly red eyed and grim, as if he had been up all night at a party which had taken anything but a convivial turn, Jerry Cruncher worried his breakfast rather than ate it, growling over it like any four footed inmate of a menagerie. Towards nine oclock he smoothed his ruffled aspect, and, presenting as respectable and business like an exterior as he could overlay his natural self with, issued forth to the occupation of the day.