. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering
unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had
rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a
smile crossed them. ‘Let it fall!’
‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. ’
‘Compel me? You do not know me, monsieur. ‘Do you think it is the
man in the moon that I mean? What is it that Gérard has told you?’
‘That you need help. Thames, you needn't tidy yourself, as you've hurt your arm. The amazing tonic of the thought!
From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. That
same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would
have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now
became uppermost again.
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