Rowland felt himself sinking beneath the powerful grasp of his enemy. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them. Now there is none. My death, probably. Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over.
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