Predictably, Charvill turned on him. " "I see. A moment before he had been a strong man, she had been in his power, a poor helpless thing. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory.
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