She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. Manning relinquished his cup, and looked meaningly at Ann Veronica. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty.
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