Martha had been more to her than that. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. Alone; not even the dog to warn her, and Hoddy deep in the island somewhere. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet.
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