Rafael Sabatini,
Sword and Mitre
(1900)
“ In another quarter of an hour Castelroc would return. Oh, if I could only have that quarter of an hour free, so that I might yet go to the Rue du Bac! Then the thought of escape suggested itself, and I was astonished that it had not occurred to me before. The next instant, however, I laughed inwardly—the choke-pear prevented me from laughing aloud—as I remembered how impossible it was. But I set myself to think.If only I could release my hands! But how? I glanced about me. My sword lay on the ground, but I could devise no means of employing it. ”
