Hollo rumbled in his throat. Light the lantern. You need only answer me truthfully and you have nothing to fear. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female as I’m like to see.
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