11/65 I told them I would be let out. I told them I'd call the police. They could keep me as long as they liked only--" I was in the very act of breaking the window finally with my stick, incensed with this very sinister mystery, when Rupert held my arm hard, held it with a curious, still, and secret rigidity as if he desired to stop me, but did not desire to be observed to do so. |