But before he could say anything, the vehicle rolled to a halt. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. A thin line of red appeared in the white neck. Ah, but she could remember; and many things there were that she would never forgive. To his relief, Mrs Sindlesham stepped into the breach, grasping her cane and rising painfully from her chair.
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