He did not confront me with the torture of my darling, he did not bring tangible evidence of her suffering--he just sat and talked, describing with a remarkable clarity of language which seemed incredible in a foreigner, the 'amusements' which he himself had witnessed.
"I thought I should go mad.

Twice I sprang at him and twice the chain about my legs threw me headlong on that cruel floor.

Once he brought the jailer in to whip me, but I took the whipping with such phlegm that it gave him no satisfaction.

I told you I had seen Grace only once and this is how it happened.
"It was after the flogging, and Kara, who was a veritable demon in his rage, planned to have his revenge for my indifference.

They brought Grace out upon a boat and rowed the boat to where I could see it from my window.