Part 8
“Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the
staircase. There came to
Spurlock the recurrence of the grim resolution of what he had set out to do: that
comradeship was all he might ever give this exquisite creature; for she was
exquisite, and in a way she dominated this picture of sea and sky and sail. “Not a bit of it. There has never been a white woman at
McClintock's. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this
unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape. Very
well. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who
waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key,
laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. "The guv'ner'll be here afore
midnight. Playing with one hand he turned on his
stool to glance at her. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. “It isn’t objections exactly. The sergeant had not
seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him.
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