’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. The wards on the right were occupied by male patients, on the left by the female. But there was a face pressed to the glass. She forced herself not to think of John. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors.
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