CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. That knot also would be cut. He was braver than her husband, who paced and cowered in the corners of the once-sunny Palazzo. It isn't for their sakes, it's for your own. There you will be, in an inner temple. A faint anticipation of triumph showed in his manner and a subdued excitement. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him. It's kind of comforting to have you there. "If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted. But you must promise me not to go near that abandoned hussy at Willesden. A curious silence ensued.
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