CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. Norris. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. "Be ruled by me," returned Thames.
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