Spurlock bent his head to the rail. "I've done no more than my duty, Mrs. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. " Spurlock turned his dull eyes and tried to focus hers.
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