” “No,” she moaned, “not that. The enclosure by which it was surrounded was about twelve feet high; the under part being composed of taken planks, the upper of a strong iron grating, surmounted by sharp iron spikes. Such was the condition of his mind that the danger exhilarated rather than depressed him. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. For fully five minutes he lay quite motionless. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. “Why don’t they wait?” he added. What better way to be rid of him? ‘Jacques,’ she uttered urgently.
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