"It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. She and I were very close. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. In my search after strange characters, Mr. . ” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?.
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