192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. Then she examined with curiosity some knick-knacks upon a small round table by her side. ‘No! Let me alone!’ ‘It is not safe!’ ‘That is entirely my affair, and not your affair in the least,’ she told him haughtily. ” She said. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold.
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