He did not even reply to her for several minutes. “That thing’s going on,” she told herself. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. Beyond the hatch, an angle, formed by a projection in the wall of some three or four feet, served to hide a door conducting to the interior of the prison. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical.
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