He looked at her in some embarrassment. This done, he unloosed the pulley, and the ponderous machine, which resembled a trough, slowly descended upon the prisoner's breast. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. “The very question, my dear sister,” she said, “tells me that I have succeeded. On a small shelf near the foot of the bed stood a couple of empty phials, a cracked ewer and basin, a brown jug without a handle, a small tin coffee-pot without a spout, a saucer of rouge, a fragment of looking-glass, and a flask, labelled "Rosa Solis. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. ’ ‘I am afraid that there is,’ Gerald told her evenly. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. "I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her.
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