" "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. Something in his smile, in the cynical suggestiveness of his deferential tone, maddened her. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. I am shockingly poor. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. She took up the poker and stirred the fire vigorously. As soon as he was certain he should be disturbed no more, Jack set to work, and with the aid of the file in less than an hour had freed himself from his fetters.
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