‘Typical. He had a wild impulse to shout. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. "
Half an hour later she laid aside the book. An uncomfortable silence
followed. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. "
"Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. “We may just as well have our talk afterwards,” she said, “and I need not keep
poor Mr. Epithalamy might do. He was speedily disarmed; and
the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by
his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open
his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further
outcries.
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