” A momentary bitterness crept into Anna’s tone. His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. “You!” she exclaimed. Brendon’s had an awful stroke of luck. She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. The boat in which he rode was not overset. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. On the other hand, there was a subconscious impression that she would be able to read instantly anything unclean in a man's eye. Very well. ‘Don’t be silly.
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