Spurlock halted in his tracks. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. “Martin, I don’t know what to say. I must say what I have to say!” “But not now—not here.
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