CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion. “The fact of it is, and this absurd project of yours only brings it to a head, you have begun to get hold of some very queer ideas about what a young lady in your position may or may not venture to do. She decided that she would try to push whatever resolve he had in the car to see where it would lead. "Your faults were the faults of circumstances. "Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. That’s Italians for you. One or the other. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. "We mustn't disturb the patient.
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