" "And so Sir Rowland murdered his friend," remarked Wood. I told him I would bring him to the gallows, and I was as good as my word. "Captain," he cried, in a voice of the bitterest anguish, "have these dogs again hunted you down? If you hadn't been so unlucky, I should have been with you before to-morrow night. Only au revoir. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. He was no doubt doing his best to express the attitude of society toward these wearily heroic defendants, but he seemed to be merely rude and unfair to Ann Veronica. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them.
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