”
“You didn’t tell them our position?”
“I implied we had married. Maggot, dealing him a buffet
that sent him reeling several yards backwards. "Taber," said the manager; "Taber is the name. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and,
claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following
DRINKING SONG. ’ She
shook her head. I know my
son's voice too well. “I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest. 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.
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