CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. " "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. She started forward. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely.
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