The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of tears. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. The glance, which he threw at the door, was singularly expressive of his character: it was a mixture of alarm, effrontery, and resolution. Here we go, thought Gerald. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. She remained by the door until the walls of the city swallowed the bobbing lantern.
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