Ennison too, always handsome and debonnair, seemed transported out of his calm self. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. “I’m thirsty. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. So far the boy's mind was clear. The doctor turned quickly and made for the door, which he opened and shut gently because he was assured that Ruth was listening across the hall for any sign of violence.
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