“You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. The clerk at the Raffles Hotel had accorded her but scant interest. The doctor reached over and laid his hand upon Spurlock's heart. ’ ‘Probably not. She went further: she doubted that he was fully conscious of where he was.
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