”
“Please tell me why?” she asked. 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. Even though I am going to sing at the ‘Unusual’ you may find that
the ‘Alcide,’ whom you knew in Paris does not exist any more. 55
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THE MANOR, 1349
They moved to the country manor in the autumn of
1349, when plague was still raging through the city. She would
never, never go back. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy
forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers.
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