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There's a hundred pounds too much. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. Breakfast, too, was an impossible occasion. ” She nodded. His literary instincts began to stir. Such was the condition of his mind that the danger exhilarated rather than depressed him. Considering his convictions he felt that his remark was a generous one. Don’t be frightened, dear. But did many women get anything better? This afternoon, when she was urgent to explain her hampering and tainting complication with Ramage, the realization of this alien quality in her relationship with Manning became acute. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. As to Mrs.
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