’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. “Mary!” He whispered loudly. You are my prisoner, murderer. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. With a little more meat on him, he would be handsome. She listened, her suspicions confirmed.
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