"Thank you, sir," said Spurlock, holding out his hand. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator. She had been careless. " "Hold your tongue, sirrah," rejoined Shotbolt, not over-pleased by the remark, "and mind what I tell you. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. ’ ‘Had the advantage of her this time,’ Roding put in before Gerald could respond.
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