“Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. ‘I hope I do not understand you.
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