Mr. " In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. " "Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets.
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