Glancing around his prison, he began to think it possible he might effect an escape from it. ’ ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. We have him as safe as a linnet in a cage; and could wring his neck round as easily. “That’s it,” she said. ‘I believe that. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. He came over to me. I am certainly no ghost.
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