" The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. "What for?" demanded Wood. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. " "That's not my game. Jonathan, though a very powerful man, was like an infant in his gripe.
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