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Chapter Fourteen Power Interruption He made confession of you; and gave you such a masterly report for art and exercise...and for your rapier most especially. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 4, scene 7 It was far past midnight when a feminine hand pressed over my mouth, reeking with the unmistakable odor of chloroform. More hands grabbed my arms and legs. In the darkness I could see nothing but the moonlight-silhouetted bodies of half a dozen girls. “Hold him tight,” Josie’s voice whispered hoarsely. “Don’t let him loose. He will be unconscious within ten more seconds.” I heard giggles from girlish voices, then all went dark and I sank into a deep, warm sleep. *** A girl’s voice echoed in my swirling mind. “He’s waking up.” Where was I? What happened? “Don’t worry,” Josie replied. “He c