The man was mad to marry me. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow. Spurling? Why, if Captain Sheppard should get off, it 'ud be fifty guineas out of my way. It was the gratification of an immense necessity. But then he began to take steps, and, at last, strides to something more and more like predominance.
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