But go on. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. He was carelessly dressed, and there were marks of unrest upon his features. Stanley poured wine. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death. Tell me that you are not sorry to see me again.
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