"Ah!" he exclaimed, "a letter, beginning 'dearest Aliva,'—that's your mother's name, Thames. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow. Agreeably he helped her take the shirt off. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. ToC The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room, from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. But probably not the truth.
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