She felt like a dried-up old woman. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. To his astonishment and delight it yielded to the pressure, toppled over the ledge, and sank. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. This girl was strong and vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted man.
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