Who could say that
the two weren't in collusion? When a chap like Spurlock jumped the traces,
cherchez la femme, every time. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell
on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief,
reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance
of Heaven on his own head. Me, you may have. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the
ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. They heard voices inside but stood for a full thirty
seconds looking at each other. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully,
with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to
discuss a point. “What are you two whispering about?” She turned
towards Martin.
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