“I can survive on my own. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. CHAPTER I. ” Courtlaw was alarmed at the man’s pallor. This gloom was impossible. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures.
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