CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. "Out of the beaten track, with a real man for an employer? How would that strike you?" Interest shot into Spurlock's eyes; it spread to his wan face. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. But she has let fall enough for me to understand that she knows about her father’s misdeeds. There is the election——” He laughed derisively. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. No prisoner except Edgeworth Bess was placed in the same cell with him. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace.
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