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“Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft
blackness. "That's for myself," rejoined Mrs. He was nearly wincing. Spurlock bent his head to his knees. "
"No," cried the lady, "this room—I recollect—it has a back window. She wanted air—and the distraction of having
moving and changing things about her. The lad looked alarmed. She
became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a
bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. She was
rash and ignorant, absolutely inexperienced. His mind was filled
briefly with psychic images of a charnel house that
danced like a spider in his head. White assured her. I have been thinking these things over
lately, and it seems to me that marriage for a girl is just the supremest thing in
life.
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