She put back her hood in a determined way. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. E. ” Lucy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. But those days are over—quite over. At length she hit upon it: bubbling water. She took to listening through closed doors. She had underestimated his animal ability to sense weakness. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise.
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