Goopes, she was sure was always high-browed and slow and Socratic. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. " "You read those yarns?" Spurlock's head came about, and there was eagerness in his eyes. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. But she felt his lax figure become rigid. So many things she saw that her interest stumbled rather than leaped from object to object.
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