CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. ” Missy grunted in neither Lucy’s nor Michelle’s direction. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. All that she had ever loved were gone, except Sebastian. “Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty curtain cloud. “Where have you been, young lady? I know your kind, I know you sneak out every night! How long do you think it could go on? You little murdering slut! Whore! I found you out, found your blouse! Evidence! How many of your johns have you killed why you have lived at my house? Huh? They’re going to put you away for a long time, honey. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face. Having seen every precaution taken to ensure his safe custody, he departed, muttering to himself, "I shall yet live to see him hanged—I shall live to see him hanged. But he looked back into the hall and spoke to the sergeant who could just be seen behind him. You have all the earmarks of a fugitive from justice.
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