Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief, to see how she would act. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus.
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