She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the
iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the
door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. 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. It contains news of the serious illness of a near relation at Paris. "I suppose I must have been senseless
for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the
ground covered with blood. His statement was treated with derision. ”
“YOU ASKED YOUR FATHER FOR A REASON!” said Miss Miniver, with
great intensity. ‘What do you say of these troops?’
‘You see, we’re militia. “I know nothing
whatever of his friends or his home.
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