’ She was about to develop this theme, when Jack’s gaze became fixed, and his expression changed. I must have been very wound up. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. ’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. " "Nonsense!" cried Wood; "while there's life there's hope. ‘Gérard, you are a great fool.
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