Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. Taking the opposite course from that which he had hitherto pursued when it has been necessary to attend him in his visits to the lower part of his premises, he struck into a narrow passage on the right, which he tracked till he came to a small door, like the approach to a vault. ’ The crack in the iron front widened a little, and the general was obliged to clamp his jaws tight against the rise of a pain too well remembered. There were shadows under his eyes.
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