" Spurlock grew limp in his chair. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. . He watched her, savoring her curious attention. " "You need not," replied Jack, in a tone of the deepest compunction. “It’s glorious good!” “Suppose now—look at this long snow-slope and then that blue deep beyond —do you see that round pool of color in the ice—a thousand feet or more below? Yes? Well, think—we’ve got to go but ten steps and lie down and put our arms about each other.
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