As she tugged at the door, he sprang across grasping his flask, but
Sweyn dashed between, and caught him back irresistibly, so that a
most frantic effort only availed to wrench one arm free. With that,
on the impulse of sheer despair, he cast at her with all his force.
The door swung behind her, and the flask flew into fragments
against it. Then, as Sweyn's grasp slackened, and he met the
questioning astonishment of surrounding faces, with a hoarse
inarticulate cry: "God help us all " he said. "She is a Werewolf."
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