The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. It was locked. John turned toward the short staircase as she alit upon the first creaky step. A medley of motives warred in her, and it was certainly not one of the least of these that she knew herself to be passionately in love with Capes; at moments she had a giddy intimation that he was beginning to feel keenly interested in her. ‘She knows what she’s up against.
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