CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. She began to weep in long, aching sobs. For each costume she had devised a suitable form of matrimonial refusal. ***** Spurlock possessed that extraordinary condition of the mind which is called New England conscience.
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