We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. Stanley. Jonathan looked in that direction, and beheld the fugitives riding off in triumph. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. ToC On the same evening, in a stately chamber of a noble old mansion of Elizabeth's time, situated in Southampton Fields, two persons were seated. She went to her own table and sat down.
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