‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. Arrived in the Hall, the prisoner's handcuffs were removed, and he was taken before the Court of King's Bench. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. Mrs.
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