Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. You can’t go. But, feeling secure of vengeance, he determined to abide his time. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. Spurlock was by nature orderly, despite his literary activities. No police officers or lurking storms were anywhere in sight. And he liked her.
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