Spurlock had sensed what had gone completely over McClintock's head—that this was the playing of a soul in damnation. Manning, “I know. ’ ‘Why not?’ Gerald asked straightly. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. Here we go, thought Gerald. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. There came to Spurlock the recurrence of the grim resolution of what he had set out to do: that comradeship was all he might ever give this exquisite creature; for she was exquisite, and in a way she dominated this picture of sea and sky and sail. Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence.
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