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The one through which she had come and Gosse had entered behind her. Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's
story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable
impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way?
CHAPTER XV
Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry,
so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool
which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there
were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in
normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness. Look in the small hide-bound
book that he keeps in his boot. ”
“And you knew, of course, that we were old friends?”
“Indeed!”
“Lady Ferringhall, I love your sister. You
have to sleep, Joe, and I don’t, and that is a very bad
situation for you. Wood,
and however he might dissent from the latter proposition, he did not deem it
expedient to make any reply; and the orator proceeded with his harangue amid
the general applause of the assemblage. "She has
no secrets from me. She tried
gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped
aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. She forgot Anna’s
sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened
upon her sister’s shoulders. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and
the pistol was smoking still in my hand. "
"And, if you want an additional inducement to do so, I can tell you there's no one
—not even his mother—whom he loves so well as you. I’m sorry.
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