‘What do we do now?’ Gerald took a pace towards the girl. In one of the big gates was a little door, and she rapped at this. On the cords being removed, he made a desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off. Perhaps that was the reason that they both remained standing. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. "I've done nothing to offend you," persisted Jack. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets.
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