. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. . Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. " "I will go," said Mrs. ’ He smiled down at her. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open.
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