And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. We aren't between him and heaven; he is between us and heaven. Who could say that the two weren't in collusion? When a chap like Spurlock jumped the traces, cherchez la femme, every time. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep.
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