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He seemed to be thinking hard. 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. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. —"As Rowland's whole crew perished in the tempest, and he only escaped by miracle, he fancied himself free from detection. ” “He probably does not know of the relationship,” Annabel remarked. She never calls herself ‘Alcide.
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