Sheppard, that I fear any further anxiety might prove fatal to him. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes.
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