It is queer how ideas pop into one's head. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse. Her soul was full of the sense of disaster. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. Sheppard, as a storm of furious voices resounded from below, and torches were seen mounting the stairs; "they are coming!—they are coming!—fly!—to the roof! to the roof. That's well.
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