In the instant that she saw,she looked away,but by then it was too late.The image pressed itself upon her sight like a die into sealing wax.His skin was lurid in the dull light,his cheek hazed with greying stubble and flattened against the dark weathered wood.His eyes were wide and rolling,his jaw clenched.His body,held immobile by the bonds,was fiercely at work:his arm muscles shifted and twisted,his feet trod and braced against the cobbles like a horse’s.