She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. It’s a damned hard thing to do. It was a haunted place. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. “I’ve got—I have to tell you this to make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition.
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