’ His colour deepened. As she came close, he took a pace forward and seized her from behind, one strong arm clamping her tight against his chest, the free hand seizing her about the mouth, stifling the cry that gurgled in her throat. " Thames was about to reply, but a glance from Wood checked him. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. The less said, therefore, on this point the better; because, as nothing is to be gained by it, it would only be trouble thrown away. "Ah, I see it all!" he cried, with a quick glance.
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