Unconscious of the interest he excited, and entirely occupied by his
own thoughts—which, if his bosom could have been examined, would have been
found composed of mingled hopes and fears—the young man walked on till he
came to an old house, with great projecting bay windows on the first floor, and
situated as nearly as possible at the back of St. Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's
story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable
impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way?
CHAPTER XV
Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry,
so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool
which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there
were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in
normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness. I sometimes laid away my father's clothes
in his trunk. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling—
dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging
them on. Now I ain’t saying as how that
there Pottiswick—’
‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently.
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