” “It isn’t nice getting there. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. You have betrayed me. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. 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. ’ ‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. Some people say that she’s partially responsible for Lindsey Daltrey’s suicide. ‘I disgust you, eh? Very well, then. As to this little fellow, in spite of the Dutchman, who, in my opinion, is more of a Jacobite than a conjurer, and more of a knave than either, he shall never mount a horse foaled by an acorn, if I can help it.
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