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Part 3
She dismissed the first hotels she passed, she scarcely knew why, mainly
perhaps from the mere dread of entering them, and crossed Waterloo Bridge at a
leisurely pace. "You play?" asked McClintock, who was sorting the rolls. And it is not at all his affair. For
the present, he murmured his farewells, and turning, caught Hilary’s eye and
walked away, crossing the ballroom to move into the less opulent, and less
crowded, saloon next door where servants were dispensing refreshments. Queer world. He
felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long
fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. Ruth out of the picture, he
wouldn't have concerned himself so eagerly in regard to Spurlock's departure. "I did all for the best, as I'll
explain. It is no good going into that. And
in the vestry was the sword of monsieur le major. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the
booze back there in little old New York…. "
"Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of
anguish at Jack. ’
‘Glad you’re so sanguine,’ interrupted Captain Roding. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast,
where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. She took a few of his things before she scanned the
area.
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