She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. She was suddenly very aware of the room, the television still blaring, and the chill in the air. " "Ah. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. ” He struck a note, and Anna responded. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her.
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