CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. Wood,—"he'll never mend. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. The thought had not even occurred to him. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. Sheppard now directed her steps. It was no easy matter to determine her age, for, though she still retained a certain youthfulness of appearance, she had many marks in her countenance, usually indicating the decline of life, but which in her case were, no doubt, the result of constant and severe indisposition. ” Ann Veronica made no answer. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust.
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