Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. "It'll ease your mind. " After a moment Spurlock said: "Perhaps I am an ungrateful dog. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. Love, obliterated, annihilated; out of his heart and out of his Bible. You see, my riddle is solved. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse.
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