Wood as a play-room to the two boys; and, like most boy's playrooms, it exhibited a total absence of order, or neatness. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. " "Mine is Howard Spurlock. Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. He flew to the window, and would have passed his sword through the thief-taker's body, if the latter had not quickly interposed the person of Mrs. Wood's displeasure; and he was the more readily induced to do this, as the conversation began to turn upon his own affairs. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed.
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