She was too delicate, too
fragile to survive out there. This girl was strong and
vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a
fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted
man. The windows were small, and strongly
grated, looking, in front, on Kendrick Yard, and, at the back, upon the spacious
burial-ground of Saint Giles's Church. The slack
cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front,
pulling her suddenly about. But this is like—like walking round a house that looks
square and complete and finding an unexpected long wing running out behind.
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