When he faced Spurlock, the granite was cracked and rived; never had Spurlock seen such dumb agony in human eyes. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. ‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We ain’t let no one escape. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it. ‘Alors, I see how is this. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. "Enough!" cried Jonathan, eagerly pocketing the memorandum. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door.
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