"Good work. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. “What did you say?” “Well, I considered myself justified in denying it,” Anna answered drily. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. But her request was unheeded. . “I feel shabby and disgraced. Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way? CHAPTER XV Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry, so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness. This will be safer than cutting his throat on shore. "It is," replied Sheppard.
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