"Get ready the irons, Caliban. ’ With satisfaction, Gerald noted that her voice was hopelessly unsteady and drove home his advantage. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. By the side of her plate was a small key.
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