"No, I don't. There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret
passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not
even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. The first of
these, the Press Room, a dark close chamber, near Waterman's Hall, obtained its
name from an immense wooden machine kept in it, with which such prisoners as
refused to plead to their indictments were pressed to death—a species of
inquisitorial torture not discontinued until so lately as the early part of the reign
of George the Third, when it was abolished by an express statute. Shari’s eyes widened, “You mean it?”
“I’m all yours, head to toe.
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