What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. “And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any one of my sort ever gets to prayer. The jealous burn at his eyes subsided and his finger came up. I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. She had decided that she would spend the next morning answering advertisements in the papers that abounded in the writing-room; and so, after half an hour’s perusal of back numbers of the Sketch in the drawingroom, she had gone to bed.
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