On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let down the bars to his reserve. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow. Now lend me your own hand. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do.
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