Then I saw what passed.

Inch by inch Rupert's arm curved, the elbow bent, the hand that had pointed almost straight from him and at Mr.Rassendyll pointed now away from both towards the window.

But its motion did not stop; it followed the line of a circle: now it was on Rupert's arm; still it moved, and quicker now, for the power of resistance grew less.

Rupert was beaten; he felt it and knew it, and I read the knowledge in his eyes.

I stepped up to Rudolf Rassendyll.