He clasped his hands and raised them towards the white form, praying with his darkened eyes, praying with all his trembling body, swaying his head to and fro like a lost creature, praying with whimpering lips. The Turn of the Screw, by Henry James February, 1995 [Etext #209] *****The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Turn of the Screw***** *****This file should be named tturn10. We have no disposition and we disclaim all right to meddle in disputes, whether internal or foreign, that may molest other countries, regarding them in their actual state as social communities, and preserving a strict neutr ality in all their controversies. --But do you know, Temple went on, what I think of you and of myself compared together? --Out with it, Temple! the stout student cried from the steps.