Sheppard. 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. “How did you know I haven’t
been getting any sleep --?”
“Oops, that’s my class. “She has one, that’s why. For a few minutes,
Darrell seemed to have the advantage in the conflict. “You’re burning up. What has become of the other?"
"Why, surely you don't mean Jack Sheppard?" cried the woollen-draper in
surprise. He could not
make good his hold. Imperceptibly almost Ann Veronica began to acquire the new
attitude, even while her mind still resisted the felted ideas that went with it. Anna thrust
hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a
smile upon her face.
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