Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. She could not hide her face. "What I do is for the best, and I can only hope she may have strength to bear the separation. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. The stags and oxen and things all have to fight for us, everywhere.
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