As I grew pale at these words he threw up a window, because air
prevents fainting.
He then tied a towel around my mouth and lips, putting part
of it between my teeth, and tied it in a hard knot behind. He
also tied my hands behind me, although I kicked as hard as
possable, and can do so very well, owing to skating and so on.
How awfull were my sensations as I thus sat facing Death,
and remembering that I had often been excused from Chapel when
not necesary, and had been confirmed while pretending to know
the Creed while not doing so. Also not always going to Sunday
School as I should, and being inclined to skip my Prayers when
very tired.
We sat there for a long time, which seemed Eternities,
Henry making dreadful threats, and holding a revolver. But I
would not tell the Password, and at last he went out, locking
the door behind him, to consult with the other Spies.
I then heard a whisper, and saw that William was not dead.
He said:
"Here, quick. I'll unloose your hands and you can drop out
the window."
He did so, but just in time, as Henry returned, looking
fierce and saying that I had but fifteen minutes more.
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