” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. ” “Nor I. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. He would require things of her, and she would be passionately concerned to meet his requirements. " "Pity!" shrieked the widow. ’ ‘Excellent,’ Gerald had approved. Hogarth," remarked Jack, dejectedly. 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. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. You will be—my wife. You make a game with me, imbecile.
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