A fortnight passed, then a month. ‘Merci, dieu. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted
at the front door and the shouting intensified. 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. 150
“Homely. He caught the smirk. In the struggle her cap fell
off. I can’t imagine what
possessed you, Veronica. “DEAR MR. Lost me
place, that’s all. If only—Anna, tell me,” she broke off suddenly, “how did you get
to know Mr.
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