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The elements were wrathful as their passions. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. Bodies were piled high in the streets, Sebastian went on rounds and would come back late at night, reporting horrors and robberies, death that came within hours, not days. Let's go up and see how the patient is doing. Why hadn't he gone on with the girl's story? What instinct had stuffed it back into his throat? Why the inexplicable impulse to hurry this rather pathetic derelict on his way? CHAPTER XV Previous to his illness, Spurlock's mind had been tortured by an appalling worry, so that now, in the process of convalescence, it might be compared to a pool which had been violently stirred: there were indications of subsidence, but there were still strange forms swirling on the surface—whims and fancies which in normal times would never have risen above sub-consciousness. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female.
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