All he has to do is to make a strangling motion, quickly, while the cardinal has his eyes shut. Cavendish, putting a hand to his throat, takes the point. And then they look at each other, sheepish. One of them has said too much; one of them has felt too much. it is not easy to know where the balance rests. his eyes scan te banks of the Thames. Still, the cardinal weeps and grips his hand.Wolf Hall, by Hilary Mantel, p. 46.
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