" "I feel bewildered," said Ruth. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called her The Sow. 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. His smile faded. ‘Then let her keep her Frenchified titles to herself. When she awoke from a pleasant dream an hour later, she was shocked to find herself restrained in a bed that was not hers and not the inn’s. ’ ‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully. "I thought we were going to have some music," she said.
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