"
Glad to make peace on any terms, Mr. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a
prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. From the opposite corner under
the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. She observed the tides, amazed
by how high the water could rise, almost touching the
tops of the cliffs. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. As a rule their comings and goings were discussed with perfect
confidence, but on this occasion they both felt that there was intent in her silence
as to her destination. “All right, Dunster,” he said. 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. A woman cannot change her soul. Besides
——”
She stopped short. "
"Hear me, Madam, I beseech you," interposed Mrs.
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