"Tom," continued Kneebone, calling to the shop-boy, "don't go home. Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. The flat was apparently empty. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. "'This is the way in which I will serve all who attempt to apprehend me. "I'll make sure work this time," he added, about to repeat the blow. No idea that you were here, though. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty.
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