A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. In the general survey of the prison, taken in the preceding chapter, but little was said of the Lodge. “I daresay the gallery will be full, but there is always the chance, and I know you two are keen on Melba. Hurry. Drink this!” He poured out a glass of wine with a firm hand, and held it to her lips. She breathed deeply of the starch of his shirt. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out.
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