Wood, who maintained stoutly, that if Thames had been led to do wrong, it must be through the instrumentality of his worthless companion. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. This person was speedily followed by half a dozen others, some of whom carried flambeaux. He was evidently nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought to dominate. Come to take leave. ’ He glanced at the portrait behind her. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. "Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. They troubled no one, and as long as they did not noise themselves abroad and make a nuisance of themselves in this Protestant country, no one troubled them. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt.
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