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CHAPTER XX
To Spurlock it seemed as if a great iron door had swung in behind him, shutting
out the old world. ToC
That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern,
called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of
his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. Austin was
dismissing a host of inquirers who had been attracted thither by the news,—for it
had already been extensively noised abroad. She went to her own table
and sat down. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so,
and the nuns also. The
father would be all steel. Spurlock was no longer a man before
this instinct; he was a child in trouble. Why, there was drama in the very dress
she wore! There was drama in the unusual beauty of her, hidden away all these
years on a forgotten isle!
"You've been lonely, too. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of
himself.
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