The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. "To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. "Jack," said the other, sternly; "don't provoke me further, or I'll give you a thrashing. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. There is no poison that would affect her.
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