"Oh!" she gasped. Ruth had lived in a world without caresses. She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. It was grated and crested with spikes, like that he had just burst open, and thinking it a needless waste of time to force it, he broke off one of the spikes, which he carried with him for further purposes, and then climbed over it. She turned off the light and approached the window. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. Nothing but the constraint of social usage now linked him to her. ‘Parbleu,’ came indignantly from the lady.
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