half-cake

Updated: May 3, 2025

One of the men leaned forward and began to run his hand this way and that over the hard dirt floor. "Lost something?" said the other suddenly. "Dropped my plug," said the first in a dull weary voice, and he continued to feel for and repeatedly just miss a half-cake of chewing-tobacco. Bubbles could see it distinctly, and another thing was clear to him: the men were both blind.

Gouverneur Morris - The Penalty