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Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. Yours?" The stranger hesitated. ’ ‘That is silly. ” Annabel looked at her with terrified eyes. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. And all the talk of the Miniver people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse weather on the lee shore of love. The Pellissiers had been an old family in Hampshire, while his grandfather had driven a van. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. 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.
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