Only it was with a further and most unbelieving shrug of the shoulders that he resumed his seat. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. But to confess about Gerald— no, a thousand times. But he had now lost the precise spot; and thinking he had examined the drain, turned his attention to another quarter. He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. “Forgive my coming in,” she said to Ennison.
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