Along the floor ran an iron bar to which Jack's chain was attached, so that he could move along it from one end of the chamber to the other. She rose at once with a little exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. ‘It is not possible. We have him as safe as a linnet in a cage; and could wring his neck round as easily. He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. Cathy's eyes widened, her cheeks expanding to a smile.
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