Nor Jacques. “Why can’t we
propagate by sexless spores, as the ferns do? We restrict each other, we badger
each other, friendship is poisoned and buried under it!. "
"I'll ring for one," replied Kneebone, rising accordingly; "but I fear my servants
are gone to bed. "I shouldn't wonder," replied Mrs. "
"He won't be taking that. "
Winifred's eyes filled with tears. McClintock's heart went
out to Spurlock; he would always be the boy's friend, even though he had
dragged this girl on to the rocks with him. If only
for the sake of her argument with her home, she wanted success. Certain reserves went down on both sides. All emotions laid hold of him, but
none could he stay long enough to analyze it. 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. "
"Only three days," reiterated the widow, "three short short days,—and then all is
over.
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