As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. He stood still, almost breathless. . . His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. Looking at this girl, a sense of failure swept over him. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. It came to her like a dear thing rediscovered, that she loved Capes. "Don't alarm yourself about him, Sir," replied Austin.
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