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Her concluding paragraph was, on the whole, perhaps, hardly starchy enough. “She can’t go now. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. Before he re-entered the prison, he hesitated from a doubt whether he was not fearfully increasing his risk of capture; but, convinced that he had no other alternative, he went on. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead.
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