Mr. Proof
that the scoundrel had risen from the dead—for he was dead to his father!
He glared at the female whose appearance in England had revived those
painful memories—churning unbearably since Brewis Charvill had brought him
the news and put him in the worst of tempers—and the fury spilled out. ‘Small wonder in a way that he found hisself consolation elsewhere. She would not forgive me. Now if she sent
fifteen pounds the suggestion that she had spent a five-pound note in the
meanwhile would be irresistible. "
"If he had only been my father!—McClintock!"
"God didn't standardize human beings, Ruth; no grain of wheat is like another. "I'm too well acquainted with your proceedings,
Madam, to believe that. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. And yet, at the end of this prayer a
subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. Spurlock halted in his tracks. From
suburbs, from country towns—everywhere. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that
she must not disturb him in this man-agony. It’s a thing
I’ve unaccountably overlooked. ’
‘In one little minute,’ she said, snapping her fingers, ‘it is over and voilà tout.
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