For a long time he remained standing before the fire, staring at the situation. At last she was roused. ” Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar, tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. There was nothing to be got out of the man. No, never mind about thanking me. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. Spurlock bent his head to the rail.
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