"What is it you want of me?"
"All you know about this young fellow Spurlock. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness?
Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the
good, I would not take the bad. Of this I'm certain,
however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a
journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. I don't think. Squire and master. She untucked his starched shirt,
running her hands along his smooth torso and
underneath his arms. And so
Winifred understood him. The scrutiny of
any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. Whence she came,—who she was,—and what she wanted,—were questions
which naturally suggested themselves to Blueskin, and he was about to seek for
some explanation, when his curiosity was checked by a gesture of silence from
the lady.
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