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Now I can drink more gin than any man for miles around.
2
But with a little persistent questioning and the promise of more gin she remembered.
3
I pour a little more gin in my orange juice.
4
They have given him more gin out there, and he's as drunk as a beast.
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No, no more gin, I answered.
6
The young rake bawled out for more gin, and with head sunk on his chest began muttering to himself.
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There's more gin and opium swilling in her fat hide than in h-half a dozen Ch-Cheapside sluts put together.
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He poured some more gin into the glass, then began to peruse the statements, looking for a name: Manfred Wallace.
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Gimme some more gin.
10
The drinks cart returned; Cat bought more gin, John ordered coffee, and Osgood continued to rumble subterraneously while his human cushion glowered.
11
He declared that there was not such a thing as a porter within a hundred miles, whereon I gave him some more gin.
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"Don't you get it?" Holberton poured more gin.
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"Still more gin, eh?"