The light touch of Ah Cum's hand upon her arm broke the thread of retrospective thought; and her gray eyes began to register again the things she saw. " "Did Ah Cum advise you?" "He did pretty well for a Chinaman. At least, I frustrated her design in calling upon him this morning. And I have no more the pistol. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. . Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way? CHAPTER XV Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry, so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness.
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