Spurlock understood that his vantage would be temporary; the Wastrel had
been knocked down, not out. He was speedily disarmed; and
the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by
his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open
his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further
outcries. This was what he missed. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at
this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. She recoiled. She had
but to choose. “Besides, it is not so. I’ll go
after them and kill him. The bedding was removed; Mrs. Not that he
deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why
and wherefore of this or that invading emotion.
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