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” “Is it necessary to send for the police?” Anna asked. He might spend the rest of his days at McClintock's in perfect security. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. The old aspect of the place was gone. Give me but leave to try. His arms were naturally big and his chest was covered with a smattering of soft hairs. Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way? CHAPTER XV Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry, so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness. Before any assistance could be rendered by the jailers, who stood astounded, Blueskin had got Wild in his clutches. I have been very foolish, but it is over. I—I hurt myself. But things that a girl of sixteen may do in short skirts are not things to be done by a young lady of twenty-one in fancy dress and an opera-cloak, and just as she was coming unaided to an adequate realization of this, she discovered Mr. But get up behind, Blueskin.
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