There was a recurrence of fever, but nothing alarming. His grip twisted her wrist. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. “Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight,” he admitted. " Spurlock turned his dull eyes and tried to focus hers. “I’m not a good woman.
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