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Like most men who lie but seldom, he lied well. 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. He did not know—and probably never would unless
she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into
slatternly ways in this latitude. ”
For a moment Mr. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew
anything, which I don’t. ”
He left at once, immensely relieved, yet scarcely satisfied with himself as
regarded his share of the interview with this young woman. If this is the young lady, she can perhaps calm him. "
"I see. His inclinations prompted him most
decidedly to take the vacant chair. "You'll be as good as your word, my charmer," whispered the executioner. Critically, she stared at her own features.
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