CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. If the boy did not love the girl, why the devil had he dragged her into this marriage? Spurlock was a bit shaky bodily, but his brain was functioning clearly; and, it might be added, swiftly—as the brain always acts when confronted by a perplexing riddle. “You’ve grown out of them. And were you to load me with thrice the weight of iron you have ordered you should not prevent my escaping a third time. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. Morals only begin when that is settled. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. “Perhaps by this time you will have heard of the step I have taken in leaving my home.
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