Lucy stared out to the busy streets beyond. "
She showed him the locket; and he studied the face. 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. "
"What made him buy that sing-song girl?" Regarding this, Ruth had ideas of her
own, but she wanted the doctor's point of view. “Really?”
“Would not let it go. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the
bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. They were
bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her
fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny
clapboard house. "
"You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. “Girls of sixteen do not need their own laundry
hampers. “I am staying
at the Savoy. They will say
that it was murder.
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