She took it for granted Ann
Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the
matter. Perhaps she did love research for its
own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. ’
Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. Proof? There is someone who might be willing to help. Her father for fifteen years, and you now for the
rest of her life! Tell her you're a thief. 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. He put down his hat and umbrella,
rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly.
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