And the door was suddenly thrown open, and the two janizaries felled to the ground by the strong arm of the stalwart robber. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. ” “And my heart has ached for him!” “Oh, no doubt it cut him at the time. "I was not aware it was in danger," rejoined Darrell. 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. . Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation methods and addresses. ’ Her flesh crept.
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