And Miss Miniver began to sway her. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom. "Mercy on us!" cried he, as a thrill of apprehension ran through his frame. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. That, I think, is manifest. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. But that was all over. There is no further hope.
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