She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. "And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left.
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