He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. " This went on for ten days. His face turned a dark crimson. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. "But your threats won't prevent my leaving the room when I please, and as I please. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking. He shuddered.
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