The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. It is a matter of degree. “Let me help you,” he begged. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. Nobody who cared.
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