"Thank ye, Mister 'Enry," Rose said with a bow as she stepped out of the cell. She could barely stand. Her bare toes wiggled as they touched the cold floor. She clasped her hands in front of her as she bowed. Rose was unsure how she felt; she was just glad this was over with and she didn't have to spend too long in the cold dungeons.
"No, no, no," Henry cried. "Don't thank me. You shouldn't be here at all." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he pushed his niece down to the ground.
"Uncle!" Martha cried, as her hands hit the floor first, protecting her face. "What are you doing?"
"You best start pleading for your job—or better still, your life."
"What? I'm not going to beg—ahh!" Martha screamed as Henry pulled her ear again.
Martha kicked her legs out as she once again screamed in pain. Her ear was sore and red. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was starting to go hoarse, but it didn't stop her from screaming.
