The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. In this screen, which masked the entrance of a dark passage communicating with the Condemned Hold, about five feet from the ground, was a hatch, protected by long spikes set six inches apart, and each of the thickness of an elephant's tusk. He breathed heavily, as though he had been running. His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. "You've ruined my hopes. Tell him the truth, Annabel.
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