“Mr. She was reasonably certain why. She was not very clear about the position and duties of a chorus-girl, but it certainly had the air of being a last desperate resort. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. So, adroitly and patiently, he pulled Ruth apart; that is, he plucked forth a little secret here, another there, until he had quite a substantial array. ” “Then may I come to the study to-night—after dinner?” “I’m—BUSY!” “It’s important. 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.
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