" "May I trust you?" cried Thames, eagerly. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. There's my thumb upon it. Fixing a ferocious and exulting look upon Jack Sheppard, he exclaimed. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate. She leaped suddenly at a desperate resolution, and in one moment had made it into a new self.
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