It was not only fastened round his waist, it also fettered his legs between the knee and the ankle.

At the same time, it was long enough to allow him a range of crippled movement, within a circle of five or six feet, as well as I could calculate at the time.

Above his head, ready for use if required, hung a small chain evidently intended to confine his hands at the wrists.
Unless I was deceived by his crouching attitude, he was small in stature.
His ragged dress barely covered his emaciated form.

In other and happier days, he must have been a well-made little man; his feet and ankles, like his hands, were finely and delicately formed.

He was so absorbed in his employment that he had evidently not heard the talking outside his cell.
It was only when the door was banged to by the assistant (who kept behind us, at a sign from the superintendent) that he looked up.