Ann
Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads
from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent
muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. There it is. 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. She gaped at its
keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned
upright. Hurrying in the direction of
the supposed arrest, they encouraged each other with shouts, and threatened the
offending parties with their vengeance. And Charcam, fearful of another charge
in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. Lucy marveled at the billiards table
and the sauna. A black-garbed
figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. “Yeah, I’ve heard that story. ”
He was suddenly calm.
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