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I do not know if I
will have to escape quickly once more. It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the
maid moving about in the hall. ”
“I am Mrs. His name was
Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of
public executioner. Her naked body was an abomination of caked
filth and sagging tubes for breasts. Jonathan laughed scornfully. See? Down we should rush in a foam—in a cloud of
snow—to flight and a dream. . 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. She would end this sham
with Manning. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat.
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