But then he began to take steps, and, at last, strides to something more and more like predominance. ‘Cover her, men. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. If hopeless love for her made me a robber, it has also saved me many a crime. In you—if you can love me—there is salvation. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. ’ ‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion.
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