She opened the door to him herself. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. I arranged that he should. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. The floor was planked with oak, and covered with iron staples, hooks, and ringbolts, with heavy chains attached to them. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind.
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