A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls. It is so ridiculous. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. Whenever Ah Cum (whose normal stride was sufficient to keep him at the side of her chair) pointed out something of interest, she had to strain the cords in her neck to focus her glance upon the object. I thought one had only to take it by the throat.
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