" Her ear caught much of the lesson, and many things she stored away; but often what she heard was sound without sense. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before. He then descended; and having induced Bess to take off some part of her clothing, he tore the gown and petticoat into shreds and twisted them into a sort of rope which he fastened to the lower bars of the window. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him.
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