Excerpt from Nude Souls: A NovelSometimes Harold had drunk too much, and could ride only with grave risk at such a pace, so that she remained terror-struck till their return at nightfall or midnight, imagining some disastrous end at last to her poor boy's follies. But they always came galloping back without mishap, on hot saddles and sweating horses, and she was thankful to have him safe, whether sober or unsober, and to get him to bed.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis 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.