"He can't get out. The floor was thickly strewn with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench, furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. What a frightened fool he was! If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had forgotten his. . Then, as she was in the act of turning reluctantly away, she noticed a thin crack between the door and the frame. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. ” He stood still, looking at her. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. She spoke slowly.
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