"And now let's see who'll dare to oppose me. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. Her skin prickled. She wrote it down. It was a haunted place. Four prisoners, termed "The Partners," had charge of this hold.
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