Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate,
and to transcribe it in unuttered words. WARD, LOCK & CO. Mrs Sindlesham’s
wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that
wrung his heart. He had never
wanted daughters. It doesn't look bad, does it?"
"Mercy, no! That wasn't the thought. He has a way of sitting on people. He talked at the blackboard in
a pleasant, very slightly lisping voice with a curious spontaneity, and was
sometimes very clumsy in his exposition, and sometimes very vivid. All at once her heart began to
patter queerly. Even that he sleeps, I must give to him my thanks, for he has been excessively
brave for me. “And me. This done, Edgeworth Bess, who watched her opportunity,
slipped out of the Lodge.
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