His glance came up again and met hers. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. Glancing around his prison, he began to think it possible he might effect an escape from it. "Now your curiosity's satisfied, child," continued Kneebone, "perhaps, you'll attend to my orders. Holding the lamp over her rigid but beautiful features, Jonathan, with some anxiety, placed his hand upon her breast to ascertain whether the heart still beat. Still, I suppose Melusine can always sell the house.
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