I told him I would bring him to the gallows, and I was as good as my word. “How dare you? You are trying to kidnap my babies!” Clotilde demanded. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. Besides, there's something odd about the boy; for, though I questioned him pretty closely concerning his business, he declined answering my questions, and said he could only deliver his message to her ladyship.
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