Water soaked her through in five minutes. Probably he will come
around to-morrow and begin all over again. Her mind turned to her own future, the
endless trickle of years. The only occasional presence other than a skeleton
crew of servants was Sebastianus, who occasionally joined
Gianfrancesco in the hunt for stag, rabbit, or quail, and
then went away for another fortnight. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to
their conversation. When she saw
however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression
changed as though by magic. . She then dried her
eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw
the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown
away, the past, once so full of promise. ‘Small wonder in a way that he found hisself consolation elsewhere. A married man!—the kind I've never been able to lure down there! But
keep your temper in check.
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