"Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. As the time when his identity had to be proved approached, this rigour was, in a trifling degree, relaxed, and a few persons were occasionally admitted to the ward, but only in the presence of Austin. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’ He sipped his wine and shrugged. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing.
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