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Spurlock possessed that extraordinary condition of the mind which is called New
England conscience. His shoulders relaxed and his gaze
wavered. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost,
into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. The weather
harmonized with their feelings. “You’ve got my view,” he said, after a pensive second. Many of the soldiers
dismounted, and called for drink. I suppose if one
were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses
that lay hidden in her soul. He thought for a moment, and went on: “Love is something that has to be
taken care of. A bad one in a
rough-and-tumble; all the water-front tricks. She stared. You lack only that mechanical knack of expression
which is the least important part of an artist’s equipment, but which remains a
tedious and absolute necessity. White. And think things out.
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