” Michelle reported. 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. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. "I must have dropped it when I took
out my note-book. And more boys die than girls, so that the real
disproportion among adults is even greater. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating
and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. Basically, I was raised in daycare. "
"This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort.
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