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It melted her heart. She noticed an odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not noticed before. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. Sydney was watching her eagerly. She will cry for days and nights together. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright.
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