’ ‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed. ‘As I said, a mistake. The black, meantime, began to ply his hammer, and speedily unriveted the chains. . “What are you doing?” He cried. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped.
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