She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. ’ ‘Well, don’t bite my head off,’ protested Mrs Sindlesham, clearly amused. ’ ‘Hang it, Melusine!’ Losing patience, Gerald seized her by the arms. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. "I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors.
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