Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness. Lucy stared at the girl for a long ten seconds, and then looked away. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. just furtive meetings. “But I am your husband,” he said.
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